Verse - Otis Franklin
Baby ain't my baby no more,
But baby sho' nuff used to be.
Usually I'm alone in bed,
that's got at least room for three.
That's you and me
And someone else that's got a kick from using me.
I'm used to these
silly situations where you get used to me.
Get fed up, sick and tired,
then write a text message eulogy.
Stupidly I stumble to the mirror and look at crooked teeth.
I'm used to these dramatic reenactments of our reality.
You're bad for me, but I couldn't run away,
'cause you're too fast for me.
I'm averagely capable
of A Mediocre Masterpiece
And that's what I would call us each,
A Mediocre Masterpiece.
Chorus - ME eN YOU
Baby we are a real piece of work
And that's what gives us our worth
We walk, Love, laugh, and sometimes we hurt
But at least I know better 'cause I found you on this earth
Verse - -nesh
I want to feel you to feel you, reveal you
I don't want to do the things I used to, the usual
Love leaving love before love comes or only comes then wants to go
What wasn't love was once as precious as the light above
Shinin' on my silhouette, a fellow's forehead sweat
Lingering a little bit on the pretty parts of sh**tyness
If the dark reveals the light at that time, there was all of me
Appalling, and plausibly a flower without all her leaves
Even in that hour, confounded and confined by
Sydney you are so damn fine my friend, I couldn't choose to die
Cause I was tied up in your eyes, even if they picked me
There was a moment when they picked me, and I was pretty, but really
Chorus - ME eN YOU
Baby we are a real piece of work
And that's what gives us our worth
We walk, Love, laugh, and sometimes we hurt
But at least I know better 'cause I found you on this earth
Verse - Smiley Gatmouth
Yo you could catch me on the red line
Lookin' like it's way past my bedtime
I've been gettin' stressed a lot, and if you ever saw it
I bet did you get impressed at the collection of depressin' thoughts
That I got, to set it off, let's get it off the table
And let us not forget it, but let's not let it be fatle
May we be so blessed, and let us remain grateful
And play some ukulele and take turns on the turntables
And I'm not very good at it, but I'm a work in process
And you're not always certain that you're worth it, but that's nonsense
I promise I won't tell you that you're perfect or you're flawless
'Cause I'm honest and you're not, but no one else is, so regardless
You can catch me in a trust fall,
And I want you to know that I love y'all
From the bottom of my gum ball machine heart,
You're each part of what makes my world taste good