Girl you ain't much fun since I quit drinkin' I sobered up, and I got to thinkin' Now I'm feedin' the dog, sackin' the trash It's honey do this, honey do that I used to come home late and not a minute too soon Barking like a dog, howling at the moon

How dat sound, how dat sound Stick around baby, sit that ass down Stick around baby, stick that ass out Tell me, how dat sound? (Ou, ou) You tellin' me, "Wait for later" Well lil' baby, don't you know I want you now? How dat sound? Them other girls don't

Hot line I got some conversation I can be your operator Baby you should call me later Because you are so fine I hope that your not playing Cause I'm loving what you're saying Baby don't ya keep me waiting Call me up hot-line

How long has this been goin' on? You been actin' so shady (shady) Ooo-oh (yeah) Oooh-ooh-oh She said, "Boy, tell me honestly Was it real or just for show?", yeah She said, "Save your apologies Baby, I just gotta know" I've been feelin' it lately, baby

Will be the end of the road So I guess the driveway Let the credits start to roll I tried it your way But I got nothing to show And the story's getting old For us it's too late Nothing hurts like losing

Yeah I know that I let you down Is it too late to say I'm sorry now? I'm sorry, yeah Is it too late now to say sorry? Sorry, yeah You gotta go and get angry at all of my honesty You know I try but I don't do too well with apologies I hope I don't run out

Sexy, sexy, sexy Walk that body, talk that body I got sexy ladies all over the floor You're talking to one of the greatest Who did it before Now I'm back with one of my latest Just letting you know That I got sexy ladies so back up some more (Slow down

I won't let go, I won't let go I won't be alright Even if the sun crashes into us And I can be your light Stay with me tonight Oh, oh, yeah yeah yeah You got in so late It's Sunday morning

You don't know a thing about me 'Cause baby you don't know a thing about me You ain't got the right to tell me Acting like you own me lately Mister Know It All Well you, you think you know it all Oh you think that you know me, know me That's why I'm

Girl you ain't much fun since I quit drinkin' I sobered up, and I got to thinkin' Now I'm feedin' the dog, sackin' the trash It's honey do this, honey do that I used to come home late and not a minute too soon Barking like a dog, howling at the moon