Lyrics:
Let me tell you 'bout a girl I know
She is my baby and she lives next door
Every mornin' 'fore the sun comes up
She brings me coffee in my
Let me tell you 'bout a girl I know
She is my baby and she lives next door
Every mornin' 'fore the sun comes up
She brings me coffee in my
kiddo? You're line was busy
Bobby
Fella
Bobby
Sweetie
How have you been?
Stop by on your way home
Seems like weeks since we Bobby,
to sing
The next day I went back to the her rest
Knocked on the door, intentions: finesse
She let me in and had nothing but a neglige on
Smelling
dealin' with no ordinary guy
So while he was a-talking I was thinkin' up my plan
Then my fingers did the walkin' on the telephone man
Singin' hey
Let me tell you 'bout a girl I know
She is my baby and she lives next door
Every mornin' 'fore the sun comes up
She brings me coffee in my
Let me tell you 'bout a girl I know
She is my baby and she lives next door
Every mornin' 'fore the sun comes up
She brings me coffee in my
tryna test my brain in the AM
That's an exam then it's on to a next man
Still scarred by my ex hoes
Could show her true colours in a photo
That's
Stop by the shop and get a bottle to go.
And maybe something stronger if the right guy is on the corner.
Bang bang bang goes the quarter notes.
The smiles, the bed, the telephone
Still I can't make him see
I can't call this life my own
Cause I'm not where I want to be
'round these streets by
feeling it then I'm swerving
My new girl got my old girl hurting
The last ex that I had was a lighty but
The next X that I get is a German
That’s a X5
call her on the telephone
Tell her that I'm all alone
By the time I count from one to four
I hear her on my door
In the evening when the sun goes
Let me tell you 'bout a girl I know
She is my baby and she lives next door
Every mornin' 'fore the sun comes up
She brings me coffee in my
Lemme tell you 'bout a boy I know
He's my baby and he lives next door
In the morning when the sun comes up
He brings me coffee in my favorite cup
Let me tell you 'bout a girl I know
She is my baby and she lives next door
Every mornin' 'fore the sun comes up
She brings me coffee in my
shit loud and fast
Bitch talking but she kicked his ass
Said she socked him like a lil' old hoe
We was disturbed by a knock on the door
Damn who's that
to wait?
Will you wire the car?
Will you order the coast?
Will you send up the bank?"
And the telephones blink
And the stocks get sold
And the rest
trouble but guys are trouble too
Next time a guy try to give you a play
Just turn your head and diss
Him and walk away excuse me Ice Cream Tee
Hello how do
to ya buddy. I was talking with Marty about these dolls. Turns out, the uh, turns out the actual midget trolls were made in the 1300's, by, uh, Indian
LIKE A FOUNTAIN
GRABBED HER HEELS AND CLOTHES AND MADE FOR THE DOOR,
I THINK SHE'S CUTTING THROUGH THE BACK, I'M TOO SHOCKED TO REACT
BY THE TIME I
Lawton, AKA Deadshot
Flashback to Deadshot holding a phone
Next to him – and then a travelling shot
Of Gotham’s rooftops
Followed by Deadshot planting
Opened my doors man you know what’s next
Man you know what’s next
Man you know what’s next
Man you know what’s next
Man you know what’s next yuh
Ya’ll
call her on the telephone
And tell her that I'm all alone
By the time I count from one to four
I hear her (knock, knock, knock, knock) on my door
call her on the telephone
And tell her that I'm all alone
By the time I count from one to four
I hear her (knock, knock, knock, knock) on my door
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