Walked Away
You are, you are my
My good good dream
Let's go till we die
Cause you a bad bad thing
Fuck, shit - I really fucked up
Took her out to lunch, said I had enough love
Shit, fuck - I'll never be the same
Tunnel vision fucked me up in a bad way
I thought I knew what I wanted when I walked away
But I cut myself off, I fucked up today
Weekend felt like a weekday
3 days later I said, "Can we please date?"
She replied, "Umm yeah OK
But before we fornicate again
Tell me how you really think, just communicate
Take me on a real date
Not a fucking common place
Show me what I'm worth
Then I'll be your playmate"
I told her, what a great way to make it up, so
If you want, I'mma take you out to lunch
You can have anything that you want
Okay, maybe not
Some of this really cost a lot
Nevermind what it cost,
I got what I really want
And to think, I almost gave it all up
I would never have written these songs
I'm forever grateful for your love, love
Drive her home, but not so fast
She cop a feel while it's at half mast
We get home, in the zone, at the pad
She says "Baby, can you hit it from the back, back-back?"
I say, "Damn, you a real snack, love
Hot damn, you a snack, you a drug
I'll give it to ya, but can you throw it back?" She laughs
Then she spells out C-O-C-O-N-U-T
All she needed was some good dick
Suck on the clit, give it a lick
A bit of finger fuck, but not too quick
She wanna give this dick a hug, watchin it drip
Cause love is a drug, and fuckin is lit - heh
I get her to cum, lickety split
My dick on the edge ready to split this shit
Still gettin big, still workin the shift though
We keep workin even at home, she givin mad dome
While she sits on her throne, we're both in the zone
Two birds, one bone - two words
I'm bout to fuckin blow, I'm ready to go
That was two sentences
But you know how it goes
I'm tryna fuck a bad bitch
Cause you are, you are my
My good good dream
Let's go till we die
Cause you a bad, bad thing
Feelings aside, you've got a friend in me
Nothing to hide
Cause you are my good dream
You are, you are my
My good good dream
My good good dream
So fuck it up for me
My good good dream
Let's go till we die
Cause you a bad bad thing
Fuck, shit - I really fucked up
Took her out to lunch, said I had enough love
Shit, fuck - I'll never be the same
Tunnel vision fucked me up in a bad way
I thought I knew what I wanted when I walked away
But I cut myself off, I fucked up today
Weekend felt like a weekday
3 days later I said, "Can we please date?"
She replied, "Umm yeah OK
But before we fornicate again
Tell me how you really think, just communicate
Take me on a real date
Not a fucking common place
Show me what I'm worth
Then I'll be your playmate"
I told her, what a great way to make it up, so
If you want, I'mma take you out to lunch
You can have anything that you want
Okay, maybe not
Some of this really cost a lot
Nevermind what it cost,
I got what I really want
And to think, I almost gave it all up
I would never have written these songs
I'm forever grateful for your love, love
Drive her home, but not so fast
She cop a feel while it's at half mast
We get home, in the zone, at the pad
She says "Baby, can you hit it from the back, back-back?"
I say, "Damn, you a real snack, love
Hot damn, you a snack, you a drug
I'll give it to ya, but can you throw it back?" She laughs
Then she spells out C-O-C-O-N-U-T
All she needed was some good dick
Suck on the clit, give it a lick
A bit of finger fuck, but not too quick
She wanna give this dick a hug, watchin it drip
Cause love is a drug, and fuckin is lit - heh
I get her to cum, lickety split
My dick on the edge ready to split this shit
Still gettin big, still workin the shift though
We keep workin even at home, she givin mad dome
While she sits on her throne, we're both in the zone
Two birds, one bone - two words
I'm bout to fuckin blow, I'm ready to go
That was two sentences
But you know how it goes
I'm tryna fuck a bad bitch
Cause you are, you are my
My good good dream
Let's go till we die
Cause you a bad, bad thing
Feelings aside, you've got a friend in me
Nothing to hide
Cause you are my good dream
You are, you are my
My good good dream
My good good dream
So fuck it up for me
Credits
Writer(s): Wallace Overstreet
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