Shoes

Damn, I can't believe I keep doing this to myself But it's so good Still got on your shirt My hair's all out of place (last night we made love) Don't remember when's the last Time I came over to your place I remember we were drinking, laughing about the weekend We went all the way to the top Then we swore it to be the last time, but every single time we say that (oh) We just can't stop We can't stop doing it, doing it, doing oh Ooh and it's, ooh and it's, ooh it's so good Baby, between me and her, you've got to choose Choose (choose!) dude Where are my shoes? Panties and toothbrush and all? Can't keep on doing this that long Running back to you every time you call, I'm losing my cool Where are my shoes? What's the time, should I make you breakfast? Should I just be quiet? (Shh) He's still laying, he's snoring And I want some more and it puts me out of my fucking mind We were drinking, touching and we were kissing And we didn't care who would see And we swore it to be the last time, but every single time we say that I get you onto me You can't stop doing it, doing it, doing oh Ooh and it's, ooh and it's, ooh it's so good Baby, between me and her, you've got to choose Choose (choose!), come on dude! Where are my shoes? Panties and toothbrush and all? Can't keep on doing this that long Running back to you every time you call, I'm losing my cool Where are my shoes? Pretty bad to feel 'Cause I believe I'm better for you than she is Better than she is babe But you milk the cow for free And I had said I wouldn't be the one for you Wouldn't be the one for you babe babe It's pretty 'bout to be the same And be the other bother me to do (bother me to do) But your loving makes me weak and I still overhear Now what am I to do? Where are my shoes? Panties and toothbrush and all? Can't keep on doing this that long Running back to you every time you call (every time you call me babe) I'm losing my cool Where are my shoes? Panties and toothbrush and all? (Where is my panties babe?) Can't keep on doing this that long Running back to you every time you call, I'm losing my cool Where are my shoes? You that she's gonna find out at some point right? I'll come clean It wasn't me! --- Shoes - Marsha Ambrosius