1... 2... 3... OK Like a bloodbath in hot water You say you love me then you tell me not to call ya I know you did it gurl, so just admit it gurl We hot n' cold gotta put it on the skillet gurl We get to moanin', we get to tastin' We workin' hard and then you go on a vacation Oooo, I don't like the things you do, Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me. Anyday, Anyday Anyday she gon' come runnin' back to me And when she come runnin' I run the other way Swinging for the fence it's a game we play. Wind up, Batter up, Wind up, Batter up, Wind up, Batter up. Don't want you story, you tell me fiction You thought you had me till I took you out the picture I know you did it gurl, I caught you in it gurl, And now you hit me up what seems like every minute gurl There's no mistaken, so quit your chasin, You look at me like I'm speakin another language. Oooo, there's no longer room for two I'll tell ya, tell ya, tell ya, tell ya.