Tell me, girl, you love me
Before I lose my mind
Said I was your only
Property divine
Why you did mistreat me
Said its cause you loved me
And now you have involved me
And I'm goin' for the fall
It's common knowledge
It's scrawled on the wall
Said you're feelin' shaky
I believe you catch my drift
And now you're gonna be sneaky
Cause I know you're gonna be sick
Real sick
You gotta do the shuffle
Gotta run all over town
And now its you that's hurtin'
I always knew that you'd go down
You're goin' down
Everyone knows it
It's scrawled on the wall
I know its gonna kill you
You know its gonna ruin you
But I know you're gonna do it
Just sit back and watch me get to it
So now you heed my warnin'
Before you go too deep
You'd better start to cut back
Or you'll suffer the all white sleep
All white sleep
It's gonna get you
All white sleep
It's gonna get you
Go down to that pay phone
And you put in your pager number
Meet your man on the corner
And you give him $40
Take that stuff home
You put it in a spoon
And put it in your vein
You ain't bein' cool
You're just gonna die
compositores: CHARLES CHRISTOPHER DUARTE, JOHN ROYAL JORDAN
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