Sitting in the corner of my room
Wondering if it would be to soon
To tell you that I love you
Always thinking of you
Take a trip to kalamazo
Ain't gone stop you from making your money
Wouldn't be able if I wanted to
What is on your frontal
Must I use muscle
To claim your heart I must go
No I never been to good at saying goodby
Letting go is not an option if I tried
I say see you later
Say hey pretty momma
Where you go I want to go
Hey momi let me be your popi
So lovely I need you to love me
You where suppoed to be mine
