You lookin' good when you walkin', turnin' some heads.
Lyrics
Artist: Field Mob ft. Phiber Optik
Album:
Song: Sick of Being Lonely
Typed by: Andrew Lee
[Chorus]
I'm so sick of being lonely
Every night while my man goes out with his homies
I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved
Sick of being lonely
Every night while my man goes out with his homies
I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved
[Interlude {* sung*}]
Any other night, you'd be at home waitin' on me, yeah
(What's goin' on?)
Any other night, you'd be actin' like a bugaboo, ooh
(What's goin' on?)
Any other night, you'd be callin' me, stallin' me, ha
(What's goin' on?)
Any other night, I can guarantee a page from you, ooh
(What's goin' on?)
[Verse One]
Hmmm, but tonight seem different
Man, it's about this fishy (I'm so confused)
Cuz I ain't even get shhhh
My wife ain't hit me on my pager or cell
And when I CALL HER, I keep gettin' the damn voice mail
What's goin' on? Yeah I know I'm wrong
For goin' and comin' home at 'bout four in the mornin'
Hopin' ya "Home Alone" like Caulkin
But I picked the wrong time, and respect will be expected
[Chorus w/ad libs]
[Verse Two]
GIRLLLL, don't finish ya statement
I'm the one changin' into your umbrella when its rainin'
Aimin' for that ghetto cinderella, maintainin'
You don't need him, and of course he don't need you
You need to leave him, before he even tries to leaves you
I'm there to care for you, dialin' up ya digits
He ain't fair to you, he'll hit it and quit it, get it?
You lookin' good when you walkin', turnin' some heads
We be talkin' and learnin' about the sun ahead
How can ya man never call you and leave you home alone
I hear ya voice on the phone and I know the tone
Ya eyes are like brown diamonds, sparkly almonds
Too pretty to get with me, but I'm still callin'
Ya man's a stone and you's a pearl, a beautiful girl
Now, I never put nothin' before you
Breakin' the curfew, chillin with you and listenin' to your
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[Chorus 2X]