Getting Late (Live At the House of Blues, New Orleans / 2003)

Baby
Ooo baby
Baby, baby
Ooo baby
We need to um talk about where
We're taking this thing
How far we're gonna let this go
We've been here before
It's getting late

It's getting late
Why you gotta be here?
Beside me, watching, needing, wanting me
I'm afraid, don't be
I'm afraid, don't be
I'm so scared that you'll hurt me, twice
Baby, oh baby baby baby

Listen, I've already been thinking
About you on my mind far too often for you
To be here at this time, you see
One hands on mine and the other's on my thigh
Look, I already played with the idea of you
Being here in the morning
And the position for the crack of dawn
And the conversations before the yawning
But aah, it's getting late, it's getting late

It's getting late
Why you gotta be here?
Beside me, watching, needing, wanting me
But I'm afraid, you say, don't be
But I'm afraid, you say, don't be
I'm so scared that you'll hurt me, twice
Oh baby baby baby

How's about I let you touch the space
That you left behind
The day that you stop smiling
The day that the tears started falling
But now were talking, touching
Almost making sensual again
We can taste the familiar 'cause
The family hour supports it of this moment
But was led by the movements 'cause, ah, it's getting late

It's getting late
Why you gotta be here?
Beside me, watching, needing, wanting me
But I'm afraid, you say, don't be
But I'm afraid, you say, don't be
I'm so scared that you'll hurt me twice
Oh baby baby baby
Oh baby, twice, baby baby baby
Oh baby baby baby baby baby
Baby baby baby baby baby baby baby
Oh baby baby baby baby baby baby, oh baby

I see the memories we replayed
Same space, face, bodies
I know there's a method to your manliness
But, ah, I'm afraid

It's getting late
Why you gotta be here?
Beside me, watching, needing, wanting me.
But I'm afraid, you say don't be
But I'm afraid, and you say don't be
I'm afraid that you'll gonna hurt me baby, baby twice baby
Baby baby baby baby, twice, baby, oh baby
Baby baby, oh baby

I see the memories replayed
Same spaces, same faces, same bodies, baby
I know this method to your manliness
But I'm afraid, babe

I see the memories replayed
Same spaces, same faces, same bodies, baby
I know this method to your manliness
But I'm afraid, baby baby baby

I'm afraid
Baby, don't hurt me
Oh, I'm about to cry
I'm about to cry for you baby
Please don't hurt me, baby
I'm afraid, baby

Please don't hurt me, baby
I'm afraid, baby
Don't hurt me, baby
Please don't hurt me
I'm afraid, baby
Please don't hurt me, baby
I'm afraid, I'm afraid



Credits
Writer(s): Vidal Davis, Marsha Ambrosius, Natalie Stewart
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