I might not be a man yet, I can barely make out a little light from the house on the cul-de-sac Bedroom upstairs, it's a family affair. I've watched you in class, your eyes are cut glass and you stay covered upstairs upstairs Head to your toe, so nobody will know

Girl you gonna think You gonna think I invented sex Girl when I get you to the crib (get to the crib) Upstairs to the bed (upstairs to the bed) Girl when I pull back them sheets And you climb on top of me This goes out to the beautiful girls Which one of