sick of being lonely

little shawty

we used to be on the phone all day

talkin' to the sunshine shinin' on my bald head

now today seem strange

no call on my celly

no name on my caller id

callin' you up and ya ogs sayin' you ain't home

what's really goin' on? i wanna know

so gimme a call and let's play no games

i'm playin'

you want the plane

don't point a finger over herre

i bought you a fur coat for your birthday

and this the things i get shorty?

over there you starin' mad

that i went out with them other chicks

i told you they ain't shit!

they were just some buddies from high school that i went to

where my old homies wanted me to kick it to 'em

but i called you up but you wasn't home

baby girl when you get this message

gimme a call

i'll be waitin' at home

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

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any other night

you'd be at home waitin' on me

yeah

any other night

you'd be actin' like a bugaboo

ooh

any other night

you'd be callin' me

stallin' me

ha

any other night

i can guarantee a page from you

ooh

hmmm

but tonight seem different

man

it's about this fishy

cuz i ain't even did 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