Rich Cronin, Shaggy - Waiting Outside lyrics

Orville Burrell

[Rich Cronin, Shaggy - Waiting Outside lyrics]

Well this is Shaggy alongside Rich Nice, man
Comin' to from
Will all the people get ready?
Billion dollar

I'm sorry that I hurt you
That's how it had to be (, turn me up)
But, I met a girl on Saturday
And she's waiting outside for me
(Ha ha haha)

Oh my God, girl
I promise that I didn't mean to break this
It's hard for me to smile now
It's hard for me to fake this
Microphone check, one, two, three, baby
I can't push a Pinto and call it a Mercedes
Inside, that wants to be alone
I'm sick of this phone number
And I'm sick of this ringtone
There used to be a time
When I felt so connected
Told you that I lovеd you
And I told you that I meant it

Walkin' down the street, whistlin' this
Wonderin' how wе ended up like this
Shook her pants, took a chance
Broke your heart
I had it all, and I tore it apart

Sing along, girl
Sing along as you're walking away
I don't know what else I can say
I can't promise nothin' today
(There's only one thing to say)

I'm sorry that I hurt you
That's how it had to be
But, I met a girl on Saturday
And she's waiting outside for me
(Oh lord, hahaha)
Yeah, that's her pink lipstick
Smudged up on my sheet
'Cause, I met a girl on Saturday
And she's waiting outside for me
Sing along, girl
Sing along as you're walking away
I don't know what else I can say
I can't promise nothin' today
(I'm not sittin' alone, baby)

Oh my goodness, fly girl
I don't know if I can take this
I'm in Arizona with a red headed waitress
I met her at Denny's
And I gave her my phone number
Now we're in my hotel lookin' at each other
She lives in a valley, her name is Vanessa
She snaps bubble gum as I
Start to undress her
I feel so uneasy as we fall to the floor
I can't say that I never cheated anymore

Walkin' down the street, whistlin' this
Wonderin' how we ended up like this
Shook her pants, took a chance
Broke your heart
I had it all, and I tore it apart (yeah)

I'm sorry that I hurt you
That's how it had to be
But, I met a girl on Saturday
And she's waiting outside for me
Yeah, that's her pink lipstick
Smudged up on my cheek
'Cause, I met a girl on Saturday
And she's waiting outside for me

Oh my, you look good, your body sexy
But, you caught me by surprise
So you're the baddy I'm

Look at your i know what follows

I never mean to hurt you, girl
But so many women need my
Lovin' around the world
Oh lord, can I say something?

I'm sorry that I hurt you
That's how it had to be
But, I met a girl on Saturday
And she's waiting outside for me
Yeah, that's her pink lipstick
Smudged up on my cheek
'Cause, I met a girl on Saturday
And she's waiting outside for me

Yeah, it's the freedom of my art
Waitin' outside for me
It's only a matter of time
Too much playin' around oh Lord, hahahaha
I'm so sorry you never know
I just gotta move on

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