Oh yeah
I'm up on the eleventh floor
And I'm watching the cruises below
He's down on the street
And he's trying hard to pull sister flow
An all time low
Cause she's hoping to score
So I can't see her letting him go
Walk out of her heart
Walk out of her mind
I'm not her
She's so swishy in her satin and tan in her front coat
And liberty bobby hat
Oh god I could do better than that
Oh yeah
She's an all time ambassador
Of sweet talking night walking games
And she's known in the darkest clubs
For pushing ahead of the dames
Said she can do it she can do it
She don't make those claims
But she's a queen
Such a queen that you left her
You're such in their brains
Now she's leading him on
And she'll lay him right down
Yes she's leading him up
And she'll lay him right down
But it could have been me
Yes it could have been me
Why didn't I say
Why didn't I say
No no no
She's so swishy in her satin and tad and her fried coat
And babyly balmy hat
Oh god I could do better than that
So I lay down a while
And I gaze at my hotel wall
Oh the car is so cold
It don't feel like no bed at all
Yeah I lay down a while
And look at my hotel wall
And he's down
On the street so I throw both his bags down the hall
And I'm phoning a cab cause my stomach feels small
There's a taste in my mouth and it's no taste at all
It could have been me
Oh yeah it could have been me
Why didn't I say
Why didn't I say
No no no
She's so swishy in a satin and tad in a frat coat
In beverly beverly hat
Oh god I can do better than that
Uh huh
Party Tyme
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