Homeboy Sandman - Listen lyrics
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Heavy hearted, light headed
I had cold feet, I was hot under the collar
Was eager for my slice of Americana
Picket fence, 25 kids, back yard
Pitching tents i would pitch a tent
Every time I pictured your magnificence
Or took a whiff as if to sniff your scent
You was heaven sent but I
Was hell-bent on helping
But, you ain't ask for my help
When I asked for myself
And your answer was withheld
That was bad for my health
You just had to be held, I just had to rebel
Which was bound to repel
Sick and tired intertwined
Father time would tell
Save the toying for Mattel, Not
For toying with my head
I don't know heads from tails
But, I know very well, things
Were going very well
Ain't no fault in what we felt
I ain't like every male
Does she love me or she love me not?
I asked the petals from a
Flower in the flowerpot
But now that flower's shot
I had to cop another flower
From the flower spot
Does anybody have a hunch how not to allow
Too much when you allow a lot?
I want the key
I'm not empowered by the power lock
While seeking insight into tying the knot
Don't be surprised to find your
Insides tied in knots i give you all I got
But is it all for the crotch?
Is it all a crock? Why am I watching clocks?
Why am I hatching plots? I'm full of doubt
Why would I be so worried about pulling out
If I was pulling out all the stops?
Before I met you I was
Barely wearing matching socks
But now I actually sob
We're like day and night
I'm not saying to be in love
You have to be alike
But how can we be in love
Not even be in like? We are lying
You take everything as a slight and
Think I'm out of line
We're both stars and we're both bright
But we are not aligned
I used to think you was out of sight
And wanted to make you mine
Nowadays I want you out of
Sight and out of mind but not all the time
So I've invested a lot of time
In trying to turn the tide
I think that that was worth the try i mean
I thought you were the perfect person
With whom to birth a tribe
So there's my diatribe
That’s how I pay my tithe
To help me triumph through these trying times
I'm down to swallow pride
But, I got to follow signs
I had cold feet, I was hot under the collar
Was eager for my slice of Americana
Picket fence, 25 kids, back yard
Pitching tents i would pitch a tent
Every time I pictured your magnificence
Or took a whiff as if to sniff your scent
You was heaven sent but I
Was hell-bent on helping
But, you ain't ask for my help
When I asked for myself
And your answer was withheld
That was bad for my health
You just had to be held, I just had to rebel
Which was bound to repel
Sick and tired intertwined
Father time would tell
Save the toying for Mattel, Not
For toying with my head
I don't know heads from tails
But, I know very well, things
Were going very well
Ain't no fault in what we felt
I ain't like every male
Does she love me or she love me not?
I asked the petals from a
Flower in the flowerpot
But now that flower's shot
I had to cop another flower
From the flower spot
Does anybody have a hunch how not to allow
Too much when you allow a lot?
I want the key
I'm not empowered by the power lock
While seeking insight into tying the knot
Don't be surprised to find your
Insides tied in knots i give you all I got
But is it all for the crotch?
Is it all a crock? Why am I watching clocks?
Why am I hatching plots? I'm full of doubt
Why would I be so worried about pulling out
If I was pulling out all the stops?
Before I met you I was
Barely wearing matching socks
But now I actually sob
We're like day and night
I'm not saying to be in love
You have to be alike
But how can we be in love
Not even be in like? We are lying
You take everything as a slight and
Think I'm out of line
We're both stars and we're both bright
But we are not aligned
I used to think you was out of sight
And wanted to make you mine
Nowadays I want you out of
Sight and out of mind but not all the time
So I've invested a lot of time
In trying to turn the tide
I think that that was worth the try i mean
I thought you were the perfect person
With whom to birth a tribe
So there's my diatribe
That’s how I pay my tithe
To help me triumph through these trying times
I'm down to swallow pride
But, I got to follow signs