| Jay Parker
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| Let me talk to you
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| All I need is a girl in my life
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| That ain’t out of my league, everything just right
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| Thank the man in the sky, cause he know what I need
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| I need a lady with morals and not someone in the streets
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| I need somebody that’s sweet, somebody to pray with me
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| No tricks up the sleeve, just wanting to play with me
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| I’m a changed man, I need a girl to respect that
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| Somebody to check that
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| Around the block a few times I’ve been
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| But now I’m trying to post up on fresh new land
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| And be a brand new man, with a piece on my arm
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| And not a piece on my side to call somebody on
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| I ain’t the same man, no more slick talk about gun play
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| Now I got my hands raised at church on Sunday’s
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| Papa knows better, and better is you
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| I weathered a few storms that had lead me to you
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| Hey, man
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| I need a good girl, tell me where you at babe
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| I’m a new man, naw it ain’t an act babe
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| I need a good girl, tell me where you at babe
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| Where you at babe, where you at babe
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| I need a good girl, good girl, good girl
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| Yeah, yo, yeah
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| I need a good girl, good girl, good girl
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| Yeah, yo, yeah
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| And that’s all i need
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| Give me a goody two-shoes and that’s fine by me
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| Lord answer my prayers cause I’m on my knees
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| And if she bad, then ooh, she won’t fly by me
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| She a,
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| Girl, come over quit playin', you know just what I’m sayin'
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| I never met nobody like you
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| I know somebody jealous, probably hating to spite you
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| I need a good girl, tell me where you at babe
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| I’m a new man, naw it ain’t an act babe
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| I need a good girl, tell me where you at babe
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| Where you at babe, where you at babe
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| I need a good girl, good girl, good girl
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| Yeah, yo, yeah
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| I need a good girl, good girl, good girl
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| Yeah, yo, yeah |