| — Oh, girl!
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| — Hoy, girl!
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| — I can’t even see how you what happened to you last night!
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| — What do you mean? |
| With Thomas?
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| — No!
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| — With Jerryl?
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| — No!
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| — With Sean?
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| — Girl, no! |
| I’m talking about your daddy!
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| — Did you call my date «daddy»
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| — Just get to the story, girl!
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| — Okay, okay, okay, girl. |
| He called over about a quarter after 2,
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| and you know that’s our time. |
| So, up level, whatever. |
| And when I walk through
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| that door, he got rose petals leading all the way the bedroom. |
| 'Cause you know,
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| the week before we wasn’t able to spend time because his wife just was taking
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| up all his face, you know?
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| — Yeah, I know how that is…
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| — Anyway, girl… We do a THANG! |
| I mean, we make up for all the lost time.
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| But tell me why when I was leaving, I bump into his wife in the driveway.
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| And I start thinking fast. |
| Luckily I got my postman’s stick on the front of my
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| car. |
| I immediately just look at him and say it: «I hope you enjoyed the
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| midnight snack!» |