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Yeah, Robin Thicke
You know how it goes

Come on come on
Now you feeling like a pimp,
You got everything you want, no wonder
Come on come on
'Cause
best to wait son
You can't even come near, if you ain't got our share
You front on us this year, consider yourself blown out of here
Yeah, by my Robin
If j.ever gets here, he's gonna
Sort you out. there's a freeway
To memorize expense. in some ways
You never catch you breath.
But endurance is the one
He kisses her goodbye, and heads for the radio station.
Oh, he hates to leave her, but he's got another show to do.
He knows she gets lonely, so he
the valleys of death
I open my eyes, they droppin' like flies, my last breath
Might get snatched, taken, broke down I'm shaken
Shaken by that shit that's
You know it gets too much
And sometimes she cries like a baby
But she's almost certain it'll pass
When she becomes a lady

But while she's still
He kisses her goodbye, and heads for the radio station.
Oh, he hates to leave her, but he's got another show to do.
He knows she gets lonely, so he
think about you
When I'm all alone
I know you're tough
But I've been gone
For so long
I play the memories of you
Inside my head
So all those
It was one of those nights when you drive
Right by your own street
And you wonder who's running
Your hands and your feet
And your car becomes
for the show to start
I left feeling low, did you feel the same way I did?
Alone with a broken heart
So radio radio get us through the night
When
dance on the radio
Too fast, I feel like you’re alone
All alone

Turn back before it gets too late
Last chance, a simple twist of fate
Too fast, I
away quickity-quick 
On the plane to South Central 
Never get played by the monkey wrench ho 
Steady mobbin' I'm just like Robin Hood 
Up to no good,
startin to draw flies
You're played like my five-year-old's newborn toys
Don't know shit about Chicago, but I could still make Illa Noyz
Like Robin Leech
it 
Because my shit be poppin' 
Like gin and juice I seduce these iahps to get 
Loose 
When I'm droppin' 
These rhymes on drums 
Like my nigga
Here we are ... one, two ... one, two, three ...
It was one of those nights when you drive
Right by your own street
And you wonder who's running
'm receptive
And it knows that I am here
It's always quite confusing
When I try to leave it home
I'll be walking going somewhere
And I feel I'm not alone
It is
Honey, though I think about you day and night
I gotta say I'm still alright
But when I'm here without you by the soft fire glow
I hear the golden
money
You might reinstate the draft and I'm gettin bummy
So I clear my head by goin testin testin one two testin
And countin my blessings
And pray for
a visit
Talkin' bout "I'm pregnant by some other nigga"
Beef is high blood pressure and bad credit
Need a loan for your home and you're too broke to get
a visit
Talkin' bout "I'm pregnant by some other nigga"
Beef is high blood pressure and bad credit
Need a loan for your home and you're too broke to get
bored when I'm in the crowd
Get bored when it's way too loud
Get bored when I'm on my own
I get bored of being alone
Get bored of the radio
Get bored
and indirect, speak in code 
Cause you're never alone
That's why I use this low tone
Follow this and you might grow older
This is a message to the soldiers...
and go 
When you close your eyes and listen to the radio 
Girl, can you hear my song, the signal is clear and strong 
Across the miles tonight 
And I
When you close your eyes and listen to the radio
Girl, can you hear my song, the signal is clear and strong
Across the miles tonight
And I am sending
and I 
Will never really get it on.

So I'll leave my door open all 
Night in case you decide you want 
To stop on by.
Because you got to know who's