Get back on track, pick me up some bottles of booze Fickle freshman, probably thinks he's cooler than you A hay ride at 5, everybody's coming around So go press your skirt, word is there's a new girl in town
I call shotgun, you can play your RnB tunes The fellowship time, it always comes a little too soon The land of the creeps, freshened up and babyfaced shame Put your eyes on me, and I know a place where we can get away
To say I want you, just 'zactly like I used to 'Cause baby this is only bringing me down
Homeboy's so proud, he finally got the video proof The night vision shows she was only ducking the truth It's heavy I know, the black guy with the gift down below...