Lyrics:
On this rock pile, with my ball and chain
They call me by a number not a name Lord, Lord
Gotta do my time, I gotta do my time
With an aching
see no need to take me home
I'm old enough to face the dawn
Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby
buyer
She told me she had game so we connected like the wifi
She had this Asian swagger 'bout her, so I call her mai tai
Started followin' her, she was
the whole time
If you could see that I'm the one who understands you
Been here all along, so why can't you see
You belong with me
Standin' by
here with me
Maybe now oh telephone will let me be
It's not in the book so now you'd better write it down
Just in case your love for me should ever come
your number, baby
So you and I can go get in it?
Let me come and pick you up, oh
And go take you out, oh
Can I get your number, baby
So I can show
one
I have loved you for many years
Maybe I am just not enough
You've made me realise my deepest fear
By lyin' and tearin' us up
And you say I'm crazy
The future's uncertain
The past on the pavement below me
Maybe I'll elevate, maybe I'm second rate
So unaware of my status
Maybe I'm overjoyed, maybe I'm
And we go 'round 'n 'round
And I love you but I'll leave ya
I don't want you but I need ya
You know it's you that calls me back here, baby
Oh I wanna
And a valedictorian so
Under your number I wrote "call for a good time"
I only wanted to get your attention
But you overlooked me somehow
Besides you had too many
my cigar all night through the link in your chain
Stand up baby its time to go
Well look what's here maybe if we do it slow
My baby call me when she
Sittin' in my bedroom late last night
Got into bed and turned out the light
Decided to call my baby on the telephone
All I got was an engaged
crawling out across the floor
All I could hear was a voice 'give me more more more'
My baby call me when she want a tale
My baby call me when she want
Thought I'd call you up
See if had celebrated
Day you were born
It's a little belated
Age is just a number
It's really over rated to me
Yea
me?
(Put me in that motherfucka)
Yeah that type of shit
You know what time it is
Maybe it's the thug in me
By age thirteen I was buckwild
Good at my
my corner
Maybe tonight I'll call ya
After my blood turns into alcohol
No, I just wanna hold ya
Give a little time to me or burn this out
We'll
running home to someone else (what you doing to me, what you doing me))
Or maybe (or maybe)
She lost my number in her cell
(Oh babe)
(What you doing
g-string
Put my hand into hellfire
I did it all to make you love me
And to feel alive
Oh, that's just the world that we're living in
The old boys hold
is the inspiration I need
I can never turn my back on a city that made me and
(Life's been good to me so far)
They call me classless, I heard
to
Give it one more try
I'm not gonna die if love passes me by
It goes and comes around, I know
So maybe the next time I'll be one of the few
Chosen
Maybe it's late, but just call me
Tell me, and I'll be around
Now, don't forget me 'cause if you let me
I will always stay by you
You gotta trust me
beautiful, so original
Telling me I'm not like other girls
I was in my zone before you came along
Now I'm thinking maybe you should go
Blah, blah, blah
I
forever in my D-Boy ways
So dope, blue jeans, new J's
Sold dope by any means all day
Been winning so many years
And the future is bright
Now it's
To be without you
Just sit by my side & share with me
All the feelings inside & the things you see
About you
I know Miss Lonely will be here
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