I don't miss you at all That you left behind I don't miss you It doesn't hurt When I think of you And all the things we'll Never get to do I don't dream at night about the way we were I tore up the pictures, crossed out all the words

And then while I'm away I'll write home every day And I'll send all my loving to you Close your eyes and I'll kiss you Tomorrow I'll miss you Remember I'll always be true All my loving, I will send to you All my loving, darling I'll be true I'll pretend

You don't miss your water Till your well runs dry But when you left me Oh! How I cried In the beginning You really loved me But I was blind And I could not see I was a playboy

One time, never give it up Two times, for all the love I got Three for you, where are you? One time, for the hips I got Two times, shaken to the top C'est Murphy qui l'a dit Three for you, I miss you too Everything was going well, no obligation Thought

A sound witness system tweaking in your ear A sound witness system tweaking in your tweaking in your ear She didn't pay admission Snuck in at intermission She showed up with a vision on a motherfucking mission Already high and sweaty like she been up in

Little miss lady in the yellow, wassup? Little miss lady in the yellow, hello Would you like to push pedals through the meadow with me? (With me?) I just got a question, baby, can I fuck on you? We zonin', baby girl, we zonin' I just want you here

Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch Ahem excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner You don't want start Weezy, 'cause the F is for Finisher So misunderstood, but

You got it, you got it bad When you're on the phone Hang up and you call right back If you miss a day without your friend Your whole life's off track You know you got it bad when you're stuck in the house You don't wanna have fun It's all you think about

Crimson and clover, honey It's me, your little Venice bitch If you weren't mine, I'd be Jealous of your love Over and over, honey On the stoop with the neighborhood kids Signin' off, bang bang, kiss kiss Oh God, miss you on my lips Callin' out, bang

I've been missing you for so many days I keep wanting you, Lord, in so many ways I can't get you off of my mind But true love is so hard to find I want yet another day Ooh, I need another day Darling, let me have another more day And I can be anything