Yes, I’ve been black but when I come back you’ll know, know, know
I ain’t got the time and if my daddy thinks I’m fine
He’s tried to make me go to rehab but I won’t go, go, go
The man said, ‘Why do you think you’re here?’
I said, ‘I got no idea
I’m gonna, I’m gonna lose my baby
So I always keep a bottle near.’
He said, “I just think you’re depressed.”
This me “Yeah, baby, and the rest.”
They tried to make me go to rehab but I said, ‘No, no, no.’
Yes, I’ve been black but when I come back you’ll know, know, know
I don’t ever wanna drink again
I just, ooh, I just need a friend
I’m not gonna spend ten weeks
Have everyone think I’m on the mend
It’s not just my pride
It’s just ’til these tears have dried
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In mY Bed
you’ll never get my mind right
like 2 ships passing in the night
in the night in the night
want the same thing where we lay
otherwise mines a different way
a different way from where i’m going
oh, its you again listen this isn’t a reunion
so sorry if I turn my head
yours is a familiar face
but that don’t make your place safe
in my bed, my bed, my ba ba dee dee bed
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Valerie
Did you have to go to jail,
Put your house on up for sale, did you get a good lawyer?
I hope you didn’t catch a tan,
I hope you find the right man who’ll fix it for ya
Are you shopping anywhere,
Changed the color of your hair, are you busy?
And did you have to pay that fine
That you were dodging all the time, are you still dizzy?