| So sorry, so… so sorry
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| So sorry, so… so sorry
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| So sorry, so… so sorry
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| Next time I’ll do it right but can I do you right now
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| Damn, what I do? |
| (What?)
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| Why you pissed at me?
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| Ahh man, true. |
| (Oh!)
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| It does look crappy.
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| Is it that serious, 'cause you hella steamed
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| I try to get it right but you always intervene.
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| Besides, you know I had a long day.
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| My bad for putting the onesie on the wrong way.
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| And no, I didn’t smell her diaper.
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| (You smell that shit in the air?) Well, I might’ve.
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| But eh baby why waste a good evening.
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| You know you shouldn’t yell like hell when she’s sleeping.
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| Besides, when you’re pissed the shits sexy.
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| And I wanna kiss those lips so just let me…
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| Make it up to you and give you something to smile 'bout.
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| 'Cause it’s a waste of energy to fuss and wild out.
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| Afterwards, you bite my lip and say that I’m bad
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| It’s so good I might intentionally start making you mad
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| But eh…
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| HOOK (Deacon The Villian)
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| Baby let me make it up…
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| …to you!
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| I’ll do it while I’m making love… alright
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| …to you, you, baby!
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| My bad, I know I’m late again
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| Had another show and I know that you hate it when
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| I ain’t on time, said 1, didn’t make it in
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| 'Til quarter pass 3, new couch, time to break it in
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| Either that or lay in the bed with your back to me
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| But actually, that doesn’t sound bad to me!
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| Don’t be mad at me, I hate it when you’re holding out
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| You ain’t gotta front, if you’re mad why’d you poke it out.
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| Threaten me with a good time, bet I show up
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| With a loaded gun like don’t move it’s a hold up
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| And do hard time for my crimes of passion
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| Things slip your mind when it’s time for action
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| Recline, relax and accept my apology
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| As long as it takes them to fix the economy
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| At least let a brother slide with a warning
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| And you can tell me how I ain’t shit in the morning
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| 'til then…
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| HOOK
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| BRIDGE
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| Eh… look here baby…
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| I need, I need you to calm d… calm down.
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| Breath… there y… okay, there ya' go.
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| Now look, I don’t know what else to do, baby.
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| I done had Deacon sing to you. |
| But you know what?
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| Ya know I ain’t gon' give up just yet.
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| I’m a bring in the good brother, Olivier Daysoul…
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| And maybe he can help me out.
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| Ya' know I can’t quite sing but I’ma let him sing it to ya'
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| Can ya' help brother? |
| Come on!
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| (Olivier Daysoul)
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| Woo! |
| Baby yeah!
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| I wanna make love to you… yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ye… eah… eh babe.
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| Youuuu baby…
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| You make me feel so good!
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| Yeah, yeahhhh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
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| HOOK |