I'm Like Yeah, But She's All No - The Mr. T Experience

Yeah Don't know why all these girls keep competin' with you, yeah Guess they threatened by you, 'cause I get the best from you 'Cause see, we find times for things we really like I really like the way you act with the kid You're with the shits for me You told all your friends you're lookin' for a new boo All while I was layin' in your bed up on you We be out in public, no one ain't got no clue I be eye fuckin' you in public, damn My phone be on silent, tryna focus on us I be on the road, you say I'm doin' too much Feelings gettin' stronger but we know it ain't love We gettin' close to it You're my little yeah yeah But don't tell them, they don't need to know You ain't single And I ain't your boyfriend We're just really close When I'm in town, I'm at your house And I'm never home With my yeah yeah But don't tell them, they don't need to know that You're really my baby on the low You're really my baby on the, tch, damn You're really my baby on the low You're my yeah yeah Other girls like me, I ain't on that Hit me up and I just don't respond back I'm just tryna give you all of my love Your exes dropped the ball for me, you're enough Yeah, tell 'em come get you back in blood, babe With me you're never playin' the crime game Wherever you go, that's where I'll stay So you can throw it back on me, like MySpace You told all your friends you're lookin' for a new boo All while I was layin' in your bed up on you We be out in public, no one ain't got no clue I be eye fuckin' you in public, damn My phone be on silent, tryna focus on us I be on the road, you say I'm doin' too much Feelings gettin' stronger but we know it ain't love Oh, we gettin' close to it You're my little yeah yeah But don't tell them, they don't need to know You ain't single And I ain't your boyfriend We're just really close When I'm in town, I'm at your house And I'm never home With my yeah yeah But don't tell them, they don't need to know that You're really my baby on the low You're really my baby on the, tch, damn You're really my baby on the low You're my yeah yeah

Is it efficient Or does it kill With the skill of a cluster bomb? It'll take time But you know it will If I happen to live that long If you would listen to me Things wouldn't seem so gloomy Now you keep jamming up the gears And I can't see through the smears And everything's exactly as it appears More I love you more I love you more than I did before But now it's either or Or neither nor And when I think about you I start turning green And it shakes me up inside Cause it used to be the color of your eyes Everywhere I go I see your ghost The spirit of '91 You said you loved me more than toast But less than a staplegun Is this the wrong direction? That's such a stupid question Now when you make a sacrifice You're supposed to get a wish Why does this only work in theory not practice? More I love you more I love you more than I did before But now it's not allowed You're not around I see you going out And everything goes black And I start to fall apart It reminds me of the color of your heart I miss you more than mud Lost you more than blood Knead you more than dough I love you more than toast More I love you more I love you more than I did before But now we're in a war And what's it for? I read your horoscope And everything is clear And it feels a little weird Cause it used to be the color of your tears.

Ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba ba My life 'til now Has been filled with doubt Here I am 'Cause there's no Other place I can go But I can see you're a lot like me So maybe you know Somewhere people like us can go Where we won't get kicked out 'Cause we've got a lot to talk about After years of research I think I've figured it out It's the little things that get you down It's the bigger things that you can't get around And it's way to flat on the middle ground But everything else is wide open So let's go Ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba ba, together Ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba ba Teacher please Don't be such a tease Give me some kind of sign Not detention this time The things that we used to do Have been turned into a zoo By people who say All the things that we used to say And if we say them again We're gonna sound just like them After years of remorse I think I've taken it in It's the little things that get you down It's the bigger things that you can't get around And it's way to flat on the middle ground But everything else is our oyster Everything else is a picnic Everything else is terrific So let's go Ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba ba, together Ba ba ba ba ba (yeah) Ba ba ba ba ba