With your little white lies, little white lies If this room was burning I wouldn't even notice 'Cause you've been taking up my mind You say you're a good girl But I know you would girl 'Cause you've been telling me all night You say it's getting late

So, then it's all because of you (all because of you) I got a problem, and I (don't know what to do about it) Taken by the thought of it And I know this much is true Baby, you have become my addiction And it's all because of you (all because of you) So,

Call my name, here I come It pains me Please, just leave it Ninety to nothing, watch me run I am ashamed to say Ugly girls know their fate Anybody can get laid You want a room with a fire escape I want to tell you how much I hate this

She's a poor girl This is a story 'bout a poor girl, a story that you ought to know She lived all alone in a one room flat on a street where the lights are low Every night about the same time she'd go and put her glad rags on Go to the place where

I know you know how All this time I spent slowing it down Now you wanna go fast, now I go fast Girl you best know how to fuck baby And to make love, the way you look Girl you best know how to fuck And to make love, girl, the way that you look The way

(You got the vocab) I got the vocab (On the real got the vocab) You know we got the vocab (All my peeps got the vocab) Yeah, we got the vocab Yo, this is the Fugees About to take you on a journey Into the dimensions of the Booka basement The basement,

All this money got you in your feelings I just copped a coupe to cop the ceiling, oh yeah When you leave town, your bitch can't wait to see me You know everything about me, you wanna be me, oh yeah I blew a check, you know I bought a whip, you know I

And maybe it's a little too early To know if this is gonna work All I know is you're sure looking Good in my shirt You look good in my shirt When you walked up behind me and covered my eyes And whispered in my ear, guess who I rattled off names like I

(When we leave this room it's gone) (I’ll be looking through your eyes) (Why are you so far from saving me?) Is the company stalling? We had what we wanted your eyes With no word from the former I'd be happy as hell, if you stayed for tea (I know so well

I’m in it for the long haul I know it ain't easy 'Cause I'm the kind of man that makes it hard to love I just wanna believe that all this runnin’ Could lead to all this comin’ back around I'm in it for the long haul Let’s pick up the pieces