I'm tired of sittin' here thinkin' bout you. Where you goin', who you wit, and why you ain't called yet. When the next set a table for two. With massage, roses and everything.
Mmm. Oh yeah. Mmm. Mmm, mmm, mmm. Yeeeeeeah. . What is this. That I'm feelin' deep inside. Emptiness. Girl, I see it in your eyes. A choice to make. Will it be me or will it be you?.