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(I'll take you home)
And I know you're
Wondering what you'll do
If he doesn't come back to you
But don't worry, I'll take you home
So,
I haven't been a good friend
For a long, long time
You know I wasn't happy
Behind the smile
Anywhere you look
A reason to believe
But think
Everybody knows you came with him
But another girl caught his eye (I'll take you home)
Now you're sitting there all alone watching them dance by
and I tried to forget this
But I'm much too full of resentment
I'll always remember feeling like I was no good
Like I couldn't do it for you like
a cabaret, old chum
So come to the cabaret
I used to have this girlfriend known as Elsie
With whom I shared four sordid rooms in Chelsea
She wasn't what
But I really like Tony
And he wasn't just some regular guy
Tony, actually the other night, oh why?
I could've been in love by now
If it wasn't
on the road.
It wasn't easy going then.
There were times I almost threw that old towel in,
But you kept callin' me back to the stage,
And I finally found
to me so good (good)
Guess I never had a real nigga from the hood
But you gotta understand this wasn't in my plans
You tryna get deeper now
Feelings
natural)
The kind that make you wanna put the games away
Think about the future, but first I'll say
Hello, good evening
Oh Miss Right, Miss Right
What are
We met some time ago when we were almost young
It never crossed my mind to ask where did you come from
I didn't have much money so I stole you
I wish I hadn't seen her
That's two of us you know Calilou was a little crazy
Who
Calilou she wasn't dead crazy
She might kill a man with
a cabaret, old chum
So come to the cabaret
I used to have this girlfriend known as Elsie
With whom I shared four sordid rooms in Chelsea
She wasn't what
at everything
'Cause I, I just didn't think I wasn't good enough
And maybe if I was good at something, that, that I'd get recognition from that but
I quickly
about the good that I was into?
Everything is everything, this ain't coincidental
I woke up that mornin' with more heart to give you
As I bleed through
coulda asked
Everywhere I go, a hat, a sweater hood or mask
What about math? How come I wasn't never good at that
It's like the boy in a bubble, who
Oh, you say that it wasn't your fault
The reason that you're late
You had some good excuses
And your alibis are great
You think by now you
man alive fifty-five miles an hour
They want us to go on this Interstate
And you go fifty-five and you get run over
By a truck so what do you do
Man I
you
Called me after the things I said
Skrrt, skrrt on niggas (yeah)
Skrrt up on niggas
Skrrt down, you acting like me
Acting like we
Wasn't more
Oh, dear mother, I love you
I'm sorry, I wasn't good enough
Dear father, forgive me
'Cause in your eyes, I just never added up
In my heart I know
Well I was looking through some photographs I found inside a drawer
I was taken by a photograph of you
There were one or two I know that you would
baloney mayonaise and bread
Well if it wasn't for cold baloney you know I would have been dead
Baloney was good enough for my father good enough for my
from going dry
Oh but listen to me talking you'd think I wasn't grateful
Why if you didn't know me so well Lord you'd think I was down right hateful
condition of the heart
Thinking about you driving me crazy
My friends all say it's just a phase, but oh, oh
Every day is a yellow day
I'm blinded by
I got paid when I was on the road
In a heartbeat, Mama said Mama said
You got a one track mind, but you ain't gonna get all the time
She wasn't
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