Thinkin' about Miss Martha King Miss Martha King Do you think you're doin' me right? Yes, I'm sittin' here thinkin' Well, I'm sitin' here thinkin' I'm in love with that woman I ain't afraid to call her name Lord, I did everythin' for you Done everything

I figured out what you're all about So I hope I won't be there in the end If you come around And I don't think I like what I see All brawn and no brains And all those nice things And you finally got what you want Someone to look good with And light your

The girls are talkin' Girls talkin' got ya all caught out there Why you thinkin' that it's all about ya Forget she told me everything about ya But the girls are talkin' Girls talk about the booty too About the way a brother is hangin' too When you didn't

You know that bitch baby He's talking shit about our clique But he don't crazy You see the writing on my dick You know that trick, Tracy Yeah, she's making me sick Living that life We used to do the same shit Shit gets drastic

If we had just been honest That was my dude, why you gotta pick him though? I was selfish in the way that I acted I keep doing things just to get a reaction Ya, I wonder if he still hit you now, fucking you like I used to I know you think about all the

Though I know I'll never lose affection For people and things that went before I know I'll often stop and think about them In my life, I love you more There are places I'll remember All my life, though some have changed Some forever, not for better Some

'Cause I believe in karma You should try a little harder And you believe in drama Or karma's gonna come for you You can talk that talk but it all comes back around I'll give you something, something to talk about I don't know who you think you are Or

To clear my head To think about my life Decompression Depression period With or without you We fight it out We work it out Give me some ti-i-ime I'm never there

And I can't stop thinking about you You never go on till I do I can't stop thinking about you And I fall asleep and dream of alternate realities And I put myself at ease by pretending that she still loves me All alone in my room think of you at a rate

What will we do, Gwyn? Everything's a mess, 'Cause when I touch your arm I can tell. Stocks are in the dow, Anything we should know about your change? What will we do, Gwyn? Economy is down, I think its your heart, cause you don't want me around. But you