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 (ay, ay, ay)
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?)
But tonight seem different
Man, it's about this fishy (I'm so confused)
'Cause I ain't even get shh
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 Culkin
But I picked the wrong time, and respect will be expected
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 (yeah, yeah)
I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm so sick of bein' lon-
Ahh, don't finish yo' statement
You alone call me, I'll be your replacement
Put me in the game coach, you can let that lame go
Let me lick you on your neck and go down to your ankles
'Cause ain't no mo' better, freakier feller
From the field to creep wit', when ya guys are dummy
Honey you lookin' good, and mo' gooder than a late of neck bones
Tenderized and yummy, the energizer bunny can't compete with me
'Cause I be goin' and goin', rowin'
With mo' motion than ya' ocean from night to mornin'
Hit it huffin' and puffin', breath stankin' and yawnin'
Something so pretty as you at home alone
That's unbelievable, like when the cow jumped over the moon
Now, I never put nothin' before you
That's like eatin' cereal, pickin' a fork over a spoon
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
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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