City High, Booga Bassment
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Here come another one, uh
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I know things ain't work out for you and me
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But don't worry 'bout my child
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Cause I'm gonna take care of him baby
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But I can't keep coming around breaking you off
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Cause it breaks my heart when we make love
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And ain't no love involved
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[1] - Why should we screw?
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If we can't get along
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What's the point in gettin' it on
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You know that it's wrong
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When all we do is sweep it under the rug
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What's the point when we touch
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If we're no longer in love
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This makes no sense to do what we do
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Cause baby I've been moved on
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And I know you got someone knew
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Said we promised each other we wouldn't make this a sexual thing
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Cause it feels good, while we bang
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But when it's over
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You know we be fighting again
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[Repeat 1]
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Why - tell me why it seems to be
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The only time you work with me
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Is when we're between the sheets
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When I'm working your body
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That's when we get along
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But when you put your clothes back on
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We're back to the same old song
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We got it all wrong
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[Breakdown]
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[Repeat 1 till end]
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Why
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| City High |
