lördag 19 december 2009

You got me twisted


In the closet, that´s my stuff
Yes if I bought then please don´t touch
And keep talkin´that mess that´s fine
But could you walk and talk at the same time?
And, it´s my name that´s on that jag
So remove your bags let me call you a cab

You must not know ´bout me
You must not know ´bout me
I could have another you in a minute
Matter fact, he´ll be here in a minute, baby
You must not know ´bout me
You must not know ´bout me
I could have another you by tomorrow
So don´t you ever for a second get to thinkin´
Your irreplaceable.


So go ahead and get gone, call up that chick, and see if she´s home
Oops, I bet you thoght, thatt I didn´t know,
What did you think, I was puttin´you out for
Because you was untrue, rollin´ her around in the car that I bought you
Baby drop them keys
Hurry up before your taxi leaves.
Standin´ in the front yard tellin´me how I´m such a fool - talking abou´t, I´ll never find a man like you
You got me twisted.

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