Have you ever met a girl that you tried to date But a year to make love she wanted you to wait? Well, let me tell you a story of my situation I was talking to this girl from the U.S. Nation The way that I met her was on tour at a concert She had long hair and a short miniskirt I just got on stage, drippin', pourin' with sweat I was walkin' through the crowd, and guess who I met I whispered in her ear, "Come to the picture booth So I can ask you some questions, see if you're a hundred proof" I asked her her name, she said "Blah-blah-blah" She had 9/10 pants (and a very big bra) I took a couple of flicks and she was enthused I said, "How do you like the show?", she said, "I was very amused" I started throwin' bass, she started throwin' back mid-range But when I sprung the question, she acted kinda strange Then when I asked, "Do you have a man?" she tried to pretend She said, "No I don't, I only have a friend" Come on!
Oh baby, you You got what I need But you say he's just a friend But you say he's just a friend Oh baby, you You got what I need But you say he's just a friend But you say he's just a friend
So I took blah-blah's word for it at this time I thought havin' a friend couldn't be no crime 'Cause I got friends, and that's a fact Like Agnes, Agatha, Germain and Jack But forget about that, let's go into the story 'Bout a girl named blah-blah-blah that adored me So we started talkin', gettin' familiar Spendin' a lot of time so that we could build a Relationship, or some understandin' How it's gonna be in the future we was plannin' Everything sounded so dandy and sweet I had no idea I was in for a treat After this was established, everything was cool The tour was over and she went back to school I called every day to see how she was doin' Every time I called it seemed that somethin' was brewin' I called on my dime, picked up, and called again "Ayo, who was that?" "Oh, he's just a friend" [laughter] Oh no!
Oh baby, you You got what I need But you say he's just a friend But you say he's just a friend Oh baby, you You got what I need But you say he's just a friend But you say he's just a friend
Damn, girl What'chu want from me? I'll give you anything You want any kind of subscription to a magazine? Give you a potato A mask of some sort I love you
So I came to her college on a surprise visit To see my girl that was so exquisite It was a school day, I knew she was there The first semester of the school year I went to the gate to ask where was her dorm This guy made me fill out a visitor's form So I did and I was on my way To see my baby girl, I was happy to say I rolled up to her dormitory "Yo, could ya' tell me where is door three?" He told me where it was, and for the moment I didn't know that I was in for such an event I went to her room, I opened the door Oh, snap! Guess what I saw! A fella tongue-kissin' my girl in the mouth I was so in shock, my heart went down south Please listen to the message that I send Don't ever talk to a girl who says she just has a friend!
Oh baby, you You got what I need, doo-wah But you say he's just a friend But you say he's just a friend Oh baby, you You got what I need But you say he's just a friend But you say he's just a friend Oh baby, you... Oh...girlTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
