I'm in love with you But I can't be with you Tomorrow I'll be back Up on the first flight Right up out of town
Young mullah, baby
Hop back in my spaceship Girl, I gotta drop your ass off (Oh oh eh eh)
Last night, yeah we were spaced girl You love it, girl, I gotta take off (Oh oh eh eh) 'Cause Imma be here next week So call your company and take off Oh oh oh, yeah oh oh eh
'Cause she say, "Wayne, Wayne" So she got me all impatient Cry me a river I can hear my conscious While I say aloud
Boy, you got a problem (Problem) And you ain't foolin' no one But yourself
You're like a hot revolver (Hot revolver) But you ain't killin' no one But yourself
And so she's gone to party town On her own And you go by yourself So all alone
I told her, I can be with her But I can't be with her As much as she like me to She like me too much That's the problem
Oh my God, then Shorty be whillin' And when I say I got to leave You wouldn't believe All of the things that she'll do And all of the things That she'll say to make me stay And I be like, 'Damn'
I'll be back someday But she wanna go with me To outer space So we made love in the Milky Way And then I send her on her way
Boy, you got a problem (Problem) And you ain't foolin' no one But yourself
You're like a hot revolver But you ain't killin' no one But yourself
And so she's gone to party town On her own And you go by yourself So all alone