Lyrics:
on the psychiatric couch
He said, "Tell me about it"
Well, the whole thing started at 3 o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with
after 1 am
The fever moon is
Stunning man
But when I check the clock
cgain its 2:03
That's cool with me
Cause usually
Im off to sleep after 3
think you can make it last, you think you can make it last
Don't stop
Hey, baby what you doin in that corner by yourself, by yourself
You should come
figure out this game for 3 weeks
Baby what you sayin' I got all this time
I've been on clock and I won't rewind
Baby playin' by the hour, playin' by
surprised
I change my sex before they're eyes
Tell me if you can
What makes a man a man
Round three o'clock or so, I meet
With friends to have a bite
sex before they're eyes
Tell me if you can
What makes a man a man
Round three o'clock or so, I meet
With friends to have a bite to eat
And conversation
sex before they're eyes
Tell me if you can
What makes a man a man
Round three o'clock or so, I meet
With friends to have a bite to eat
And conversation
of a river bed A house
boat tied to a big tall tree A home for my poppa and
my momma and me The clock strikes three Poppa jumps
to his fee Already Moma's
papa and my mama and me
The clock strikes three and papa jumps to his feet
Already mama's cooking papa something to eat
At half past, papa he's ready
surprised
I change my sex before they're eyes
Tell me if you can
What makes a man a man
Round three o'clock or so, I meet
With friends to have a bite
ya know ya got to be cool and boogie
Out on the floor, go down
Bring it low
Close to the ground
Everybody just rock it, don't stop it, gotta rock
DJ Khaled!
And you know it don't stop, grindin' round that clock
Masterminding my second album, my first album just dropped
Scored a touchdown
Everybody, get on the floor
What the hell'd you come here for?
Girl, it ain't no use, you might as well get loose
Work your body like a whore
Say
Everybody, get on the floor
What the hell'd you come here for?
Girl, it ain't no use, you might as well get loose
Work your body like a whore
Say
Ain't going down til the sun comes up
Ain't going down til the sun comes up
Ain't going down til the sun comes up
Six o'clock on Friday evening
my papa and my mama and me
The clock strikes three and papa jumps to his feet
Already mama's cooking papa something to eat
At half past, papa he's
my poppa and my momma and me
The clock strikes three Poppa jumps to his fee
Already Moma's cookin' Poppa somethin' to eat
At half past Poppa he's
tomorrow
Is it daylight, or is it nighttime?
One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, four
We gon' tear the club up, up, up, up, up, up, up
Turn the lights
baby feel me
Just feel me though feel, feel me
All over baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We go
It's 3 o'clock in the mornin'
And I'm
got like three clocks, that bitch she take three cocks
Split down the mid like the part in my hair, and I'll make sure I'll braid it at least once
Drop
you yeah yeah yeah
We love you yeah yeah yeah
Baby, do it some more
Girl, I like what you're doing
When is one o'clock, when two o'clock, when three
side that's always down to smoke
When it's time to fuck I want her clothes to beat mine to the floor
Take me by surprise make sure I keep my eyes
come with me, baby
Down the street
Oh, where the music's louder
Where your mind won't follow
I can see us three, Mary, Jane and Me
In the dark we
That twelve o'clock the roof will be blowing
Drinks on me, up the cups, and
Midnight coming full thrust, and
Dick Clark holding it down
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