my mind Mary got the message It was monday morning Five o'clock well she put it in her pocket,yeah Calling for the boys But the boys dont stop Walk into the bedroom
putting in work no more, more, more Well, I think you better listen Girl, turn up your radio, oh, oh, ooh Date night (We used to do it) Long walks (
tea Won't you just try to fit in please? Do this for me But Mariella just crossed her arms And she walked up the stairs And she went into her bedroom
love has fallen from me If you still want me, please forgive me Because the spark is not within me I snuffed it out before my Mom walked in my bedroom
memory of looking out the back door I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor It's hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye Every memory of walking
1: I'm on the top There's no luck Never turned around to stop Make my move Make you move Make you wanna hear me talk See me walk See me fuck See me
Walk a little walk, smile, talk big thoughts Gonna tell them all just what I want That street, two streets, I see you and me Hanging on the empty swings
I threw stones at your window The windows not broken and Nobody answers the phone I'm here on my own In this place No more love in the bedroom No more
drive me crazy Someone to thrill me, and then go away I need a lover that won't drive me crazy Someone that knows the meaning of ah, hey hit the highway Well I've been walking
that Your swaggs on point and you keep me comin right back When you text I write back, yeah right back I know you like that, that's why I handle that Bedroom
9 am In your bedroom The radio alarm clock is set for soon I know you friends and you know mine too you don?t tell on me I won?t tell on you I get around
Oh shit, I think I'm gone You see that girl walkin' by? She gimme them bedroom eyes Later on I'mma take that home And smack the, bedroom thighs Girl
on the dance floor Breakin' all the headboards What'chu think your man for? When the neighbors ask what's that thumpin' Just tell 'em nothin', then walk the walk
all How I miss your naggin' And your tongue a waggin' And the crash of the coffee cup Up against the bedroom wall In the kitchen early in the mornin' Midnight walkin
You were beautiful, I was obsessed Occupy my time just to get through And try and figure out how to get you Acoustic guitar just for you in the car Walks
carhartts and timbos Thuggin it with a limp, cause cuban link is known to pimp hoes Gettin bimbos from all angles, mandingo straight out the combo From a bedroom
I've been waiting in this bedroom And nothing seems to make this any easier I think I'll take another shower Hopefully if I keep singing Maybe this will
