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För Sent För Edelweiss (Håkan Hellström) · Freaking Out/Underneath the Pine (Toro y Moi) · You Are Freaking Me Out (Samiam) · Live För Dig (Lars Winnerbäck) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Känn Ingen Sorg för Mig Göteborg (Håkan Hellström) · Jag Är Inte Rädd För Mörkret (Kent) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · 20/20 Experience: The Complete Experience [4-LP] (Justin Timberlake) · The 20/20 Experience: The Complete Experience [Clean] (Justin Timberlake) – and 90 other albums »


around, heading for the lights of town
Hurtin' me through and through
Call me Mr. Blue

I stay at home at night (I stay at home)
Right by the phone
I'm Mr. Blue
When you say you love me
Then prove it by goin' out on the sly,
Provin' your love isn't true
Call me Mr. Blue

I'm Mr. Blue
around, heading for the lights of town
Hurtin' me through and through
Call me Mr. Blue

I stay at home at night (I stay at home)
Right by the phone
out on the sly
Provin' your love is untrue
Call me Mr. Blue
I'm Mr. Blue
When you say you're sorry
Then turn around headed for the lights of town
around, heading for the lights of town
Hurtin' me through and through
Call me Mr. Blue

I stay at home at night (I stay at home)
Right by the phone
say

And check it out now
Who is the cat eating out on the town
And make the whole dining room turn they head round
Mr Nigga, Nigga Nigga
He got
hooo
Everybody say ho

And check it out now
Who is the cat eatin out on the town
And make the whole dining room turn they head round
Mr Nigga,
having a drink 
Laughing at a stupid joke 

Or just another stupid thing 
And I can see myself stopping short 
Drifting out of the present 
Sucked by
a note standing by the phone
Sayin', "Maybe, maybe I'll be back someday."
I wanted to look for you.
You walked in, I didn't know just what I should do,
Up in Donatella's crib, me and like ten hoes
Call from the cell phone, give me that Enzo
I know what your thinkin' yeah me too
Okay everybody meet Mr
MCs, how? To rhyme first 

Of course you rap last, so you can show off your skirt 

I guess it didn't work on "4 3 2 1" 

You got out done by
on the phone begging you to wait for me
I've completed a lot of programs 
So when I see the Board now they should have a day for me
Hear it in your voice that
Someone shut that fucking baby up, 'for I shake it
You're standing adjacent to Jason's last slut, they're facing
Together makes 'em, a fucking bad
right after that
Yes, women you looking so very beautiful here today
Some of you with the same thing on from the club last night
The Lord give'th
Banks stumbling outta the hotel

Overseas show I'm catching the last flight
Really need to go I'm hangover from last night
Out with Gina and MeLa
crazy
You got the nerve to say I ain't shit?
'cause I got no respect for a sorry ass lazy ass bitch

[Chorus with Mr. Bigg and females X4]

[Verse Two]
by the phone
Sayin', "Maybe, maybe I'll be back someday."
I wanted to look for you.
You walked in, I didn't know just what I should do,
So I sat back
a note standing by the phone
Sayin', "Maybe, maybe I'll be back someday."
I wanted to look for you.
You walked in, I didn't know just what I should do,
call this Amnesia

Skepta, Charts
Last night was sick
Oh what a city I lost my phone though oh what a pity
When I woke up I found a note that said
Sorry
beer joints
Night clubs are the places that I work
You meet a lot of people there, but no, 
There ain't much chance of gettin' hurt

I'm sorry that
you laugh
I can break the glass
If we made it last, it'd be a bargin
Mr. Charmin' that is my department
You was there before the fancy cars and
You
by the phone
Saying baby, maybe I'll be back some day
I wanted to look for you, you walked in I didn't know just what I should do
So I sat back down
Sorry, lil' mama, I gotta go
Not tryna' hit and run ya but I got another show
It's already check out time plus my plane leaves at four
Give me them
baby last night I was pissed
Cold as ice on my wrist
 I was like pissed right
I said a few things to make his brain go ding
This chick sick to make
this is my last entry forever, 
Please don't let my children read this. 

I was meditating when I wrote this 
The first time but interrupted by my