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Field Mob - Sick Of Neing Lonely lyrics
[Chorus]
 I'm so sick of being lonely
 Every night while my man goes out with his homies
 I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved
 Sick of being lonely
 Every night while my man goes out with his homies
 I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved
 [Interlude {* sung*}]
 Any other night, you'd be at home waitin' on me, yeah
 (What's goin' on?)
 Any other night, you'd be actin' like a bugaboo, ooh
 (What's goin' on?)
 Any other night, you'd be callin' me, stallin' me, ha
 (What's goin' on?)
 Any other night, I can guarantee a page from you, ooh
 (What's goin' on?)
 [Verse 2]
 Hmmm, but tonight seem different
 Man, it's about this fishy (I'm so confused)
 Cuz I ain't even did shit
 My wife ain't hit me on my pager or cell
 And when I CALL HER, I keep gettin' the damn voice mail
 What's goin' on? Yeah I know I'm wrong
 For goin' and comin' home at 'bout four in the mornin'
 Hopin' ya "Home Alone" like Caulkin
 But I picked the wrong time, and respect will be expectedField Mob - Sick Of Neing Lonely - http://motolyrics.com/field-mob/sick-of-neing-lonely-lyrics.html
[Chorus w/ad libs]
 [Verse 3]
 I'm so sick of bein' lon-
 AHH, don't finish yo statement
 You alone call me, I'll be yo replacement
 Put me in the game coach, you should let that lame go
 Let me lick you on your neck and go down to yo ankles
 Cuz ain't no mo' better, freakier feller
 From the Field to creep wit', when ya guys are dummy
 Honey you lookin' good, and mo' gooder than a plate of neck bones
 Tenderized and yummy, the Energizer bunny can't compete with me
 Cuz I be goin' and goin', rowin'
 With mo' motion than ya ocean from night to mornin'
 Hit it huffin' and puffin', breath stankin' and yawnin'
 Something so pretty as you at home alone
 That's unbelieveable, like when the cow jumped over the moon
 Now, I never put nothin' before you
 That's like eatin' cereal, pickin' a fork over a spoon
[Chorus 2X]
 [spoken]
 This is a jazze phizzle productshizzle my nizzle.
 jazze Pha. Field Mob, torica,
 yea yea. Its Beautiful daddy.
 whoowee.









