• The Other Side •

Play Boy

Just a little boy in my hand,
Not sure why he can't be a man.
He needs to back it up, but he can't,
So much suspense I can hardly stand it,

It's got me sittin right up,
I think I've had enough,
Now, we're eye to eye, "What's up?"
"You lookin rough."


(Tick tock, tick tock, tick...)

I think that it's the time that goes bye,
Tell me everything is fine, but why lie?
You might need to put your money
Where your mouth is little honey

(Cash register tenders sale)

It's the B.G.'s, I'm bubblin up,
Think I've heard enough,
Now, we're eye to eye, "What's up?"
"You lookin rough. "

Without me seein it there is no way,
I will believe anything you have to say,
Another one of your stories for me?

(Pages of book rustle)

It's got me feelin like ima erupt,
Now, we can get eye to eye and say, "What's up?"

Now, when you were tellin'em today,
Did ya laugh? Did ya think it was funny?
I saw you let your words out to play.
You don't have to entertain me,
Trust me, it's more than okay.

(Kids laugh, chair scoots, "Whoa, oopsie!)

Oh, the things you've had to rearrange,
I thought you were actin a lil strange,
I won't be listenin to any of it today,
I'm not in the mood, you're too deranged.

(Dial tone, then busy signal)

I wont be suitin this one up,
I'm rollin my eyes like what the...




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