This party, this party wasn't over Somebody, somebody should've told her Hands up in the air, still swaying That band she loves still playing She had this old boy from the boondocks Sweet talking, walking on moon rocks I wish somebody would've told her

Turn them heaadphones up To my man Nigga no, yo I kick that progress and to that dumb nigga god bless I know you can't sleep or rest behind that bullshit Now you rock the best scared to death while you walkin Fuckin up the talkin we straight up New

We found our way and blocked it out Cry alone, and die alone Pray alone, and stay alone Drown out, the voice that breaks the silence And talks the joy out of everything You were found out and had to walk In darkness without the only thing you care about

This party, this party wasn't over Somebody, somebody should've told her Hands up in the air, still swaying That band she loves still playing She had this old boy from the boondocks Sweet talking, walking on moon rocks I wish somebody would've told her

The whole time you were just trying to love me Wanted to talk but I walked away Didn't want to hear what you had to say I pushed and you pulled Should have just fell into you But I did what I always do, I always do Stupid me, can't believe I never knew

Only a woman She ain't that kind of girl Only a girl Upon our skin so bad Well you walked in You walked in real late You ... and you talked about How changed the stone and the Brooklyn gate Takes me back to that first time

Oh, well a sayin' that you're leavin', I don't want to hear that talk Stare at disbelief in me when I just up and walk Oh, woman and a woman, them are silly games you play, yeah Dealin' with your troubles drove me away Outta love (outta love) again,

It's too bad it's too bad It's too bad we had no time to rewind Let's walk, let's talk Too late, so wrong, so long It's too late, so wrong, so long Father's hands are lined with dirt From long days in the field Mother's hands are serving meals

Tenth Avenue freeze-out I'm talking 'bout a Tenth Tear drops on the city, Bad Scooter searching for his groove Seem like the whole world walking pretty and you can't find the room to move Well, everybody better move over, that's all 'Cause I'm running on

My heart changed my mind I gol' darn gone and done it Gone and done it (gone and done it) Guess I fell in love (gone and done it) Must've been the way he walked (gone and done it) Or his sweet, sweet talk (gone and done it) That love gets me every time I