[Chorus: Torica] 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: Field Mob] 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 1: Field Mob] Hmmm, but tonight seem different Man, it's about this fishy (I'm so confused) Cuz I ain't even get shhhh 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 expected [Chorus: Torica] 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 [Verse 2: Field Mob & (Torica)] (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 can 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: Torica] 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 [Outro: Jazze Pha] This is a Jazze Phizzle, product shizzle My nizzle, ha (My nizzle) Jazze Pha (Jazze Pha) Field Mob (Field Mob) Torica (Yeah, yeah) It's a beautiful day Ooh-wee!
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