I was driving home(why oh why.)
I could reach back home or a top of the barber shop
Six and seven in the morning and you know I can' t stop
When I met that thing and had to hit that thing
Subconscious mind telling me I tripped up in me own lies Why did I do the what a joke thing
what a joke thing.
First she rocked me, the she rolles me
Then she rubbed me, then she hold me Smoking in her room (high so high.)
The sun up rolls across the morning floor too soon
Honey now you know me, but you know I can't stay
Had you tiggin' on my shirt but blew a kiss anyway
And I can't go by, and I can't go by.
Cuz your my sure thing and no not a joke, no not a joke.
Now why you wanna know why you don't see me around
got me caught up in some traffic way cross town Why did I do the what a joke thing
First she rocked me, the she rolles me
Then she rubbed me, then she hold me
what a joke thing.
On my way back home (my oh my.)
Guilty conscious mind just seems to roam She had me sitting outside in the middle of glasse
now if you hear this song and know you can laugh Why did I do the what a joke thing
Its a joke thing, and I left that ring what a stupid thing
Then she rubbed me, then she hold me
First she rocked me, the she rolles me
what a joke thing.
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