She didnīt have a house, a house up in the hills
I never heard her ask for some car with the chromed out wheels
But all she wanted was some love and affection
But all I did all the time was neglect
The fact that she was lonely, I used to be her homey
I used to talk about how I was gonna get us out of the hood
But as long as weīre together as a family, then itīs all good
[1] - Because any man can make a baby
But it takes a real man to be a father
Talking about a family, the kid, you and me
Itīs not a fantasy, but itīs reality
You see love is wrong and love is right
But if love is strong then love is tight
Talking about a chemistry like a bride-to-be
Itīs not a fantasy, but itīs reality
Be careful were the words the last time we had our talk
And your truth sound absurd so my pride just let you walk
When all the time knowing that I didnīt mean
To hollar out and call you bitch and tell you leave
I admit it, I was wrong but now itīs over come on home
I canīt take it here is where you belong
Even out the window looking for the mailman
I hope heīs got a letter says, Iīm missing you, in the mail
And then I saw you with another, made it hard for me to breathe
But when I played the game for gives
I shouldīve played the game for keeps
[Repeat 1]
Now I wore the shoes that you talked about in your song
But itīs been a change Iīve got a new pair on, yes
Now every night and day I still await
At the lonely spot in the hills
And think about how you set the record straight
Any man can
[Repeat 1 until fade]
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