Woke up a little late today
Looking out the clouds are gray
Got no miss phone calls from you
See your picture by my bed
Still the one I want instead
But I can’t find a way to say
Come back (Come back)
You make up what I lack
My pride has left me all alone
It’s getting so cold
Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy
(Hey, what up girl?)
Grab my glasses, Im out the door – Im gonna hit this city (Lets go)
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
Cause when I leave for the night, I aint coming back
Im talkin’ bout – pedicures on our toes, toes
Trying on all our clothes, clothes
Boys blowing up our phones, phones
Drop-topping, playing our favorite cd’s
Pulling up to the parties
Trying to get a little bit tipsy
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