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I'm so sick of bein' lonely
Every night while my man goes out with his homies
I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved
Sick of being lonely
Every night while my man goes out with his homies
I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved

Any other night, you'd be at home waitin' on me, yeah
(What's goin' on?)
Any other night, you'd be actin' like a bugaboo, ooh
(What's goin' on?)
Any other night, you'd be callin' me, stallin' me, ha
(What's goin' on?)
Any other night, I can guarantee a page from you, ooh
(What's goin' on?)

Hmmm, but tonight seem different
Man, it's about this fishy, I'm so confused
'Cuz I ain't even get shhh
My wife ain't hit me on my pager or cell
And when I call her, I keep gettin' the damn voice mail

What's goin' on? Yeah I know I'm wrong
For goin' and comin' home at 'bout four in the mornin'
Hopin' ya home alone like Caulkin
But I picked the wrong time, and respect will be expected

I'm so sick of bein' lonely
Every night while my man goes out with his homies
I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved
Sick of bein' lonely
Every night while my man goes out with his homies
I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved
I'm so sick of bein' lon

Ahh, don't finish yo statement
You alone call me, I'll be yo replacement
Put me in the game coach, you can let that lame go
Let me lick you on your neck and go down to yo ankles
'Cuz ain't no mo' better, freakier feller

From the field to creep wit', when ya guys are dummy
Honey, you lookin' good, and mo' gooder than a plate of neck bones
Tenderized and yummy, the Energizer bunny can't compete with me
'Cuz I be goin' and goin', growin'

Put mo' motion in ya ocean from night to mornin'
Heavy huffin' and puffin', breath stankin' and yawnin'
Somethin' so pretty as you at home alone, that's unbelieveable
Like when the cow jumped over the moon, now
I never put nuttin' before you
That's like eatin' cereal and pickin' a fork over a spoon

I'm so sick of bein' lonely
Every night while my man goes out with his homies
I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved
Sick of bein' lonely
Every night while my man goes out with his homies
I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved

I'm so sick of bein' lonely
Every night while my man goes out with his homies
I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved
Sick of bein' lonely
Every night while my man goes out with his homies
I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved

This is a Jazzi Fizle purductshisle my nizzle
Jazzie Faith, Field Mob, Torika
It's a beautiful daddy oowwee, oh, boy