Ah (Sorry, start it back, talking) (We're rolling) Yeah, let's do it I know you're never gonna call back Baby, it ain't all bad when you're busy We take our chances on the weekend Is this a feeling that we'll miss? But here comes, here comes The week, the week I try to just do me It tends to backfire, you see Give you a chance I'll fix you a drink Before it reaches your hands It's down the kitchen sink Yeah Uh, but, hey, babe I learned two people never feel the same way, yeah Somewhere on Belle Isle I noticed your eyes were ablaze And ever since I've been a fool To pretend you're okay Yeah And We're too inebriated to keep on bowlin' So let's head back to the house In the kitchen, freestyle Pete Rock on the beat The beat rock, I'm like Jay This the R-O-C We burn another, we brothers Though I met you last night It feel like we from the same mother Dark sky make the moon shine loud We pile into the Chevy To gang out to Waffle House, ow! You shuffle over to me I can tell somethin' on your mind Last time we talked was when No one was left for you to confide in And then you look at me and say "Pourquoi on désire ardemment telle misère existential?" Alors C'est un bon question Yeah Talk I Can't Be Lieve I'm Better than I ever was, no I Can't Be Lieve I'm Better On my bicycle I go too fast The little shops that I ride past N-iooh-hih-ah! Dah-dah Ooh Talk to me now! Zipipuh, ba-buh Eah! Deh-buh, beh-buh-buh Buh-bweh, buh-bweh, buh-bweh, buh-bah! Yeah Oh, baby! Talk!