Wednesday, January 26, 2011
It's Complicated
Nobody seems to understand
you're not my woman
and I'm certainly not your man...
but here we are lying next to each other
in bed..
and I would try to explain, but it's complicated
girl.../
You claim you're with somebody new..
and I tell all of my boys that you're just
something to do...
so why are both of us lying next to each other
in bed seeming like we don't have a clue?
Yeah, you tried to come up with something
but it's complicated girl..../
We used to see each other off and on...
well, kind of sort of...
My friends and yours used to ask us what was
goin on...
and we should have answered them...
yeah, we ought have.../
The curve of your hips,
The softness of your lips...
The smell of my cologne
The smell of your perfume..
is all it takes..
To send us both to someone's bedroom..
Yours or mine..
It doesn't matter most of the time..
I'm trying to take your clothes off..
You're trying to take mine off too..
Are we lovers or just friends with benefits?
I don't know..
Do you?/
Nobody seems to understand
you're not my woman
and I'm certainly not your man...
but here we are lying next to each other
in bed..
and I would try to explain, but it's complicated
girl.../
You tried to come up with a reasonable excuse..
Nobody believed you,
it's just no use...
I don't know what we are doing..
but I'm feelin no pain..
I would try to explain...
but damn girl...It's complicated...
I would try to explain...
but it's complicated..../
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3 comments:
Standing and applauding.....that is all.
Standing and applauding and throwing my panties and bra at you!
Well Damn...I guess I ought to toss my boxers up to the sky!
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