G. Love & Special Sauce (G. Love and Special Sauce) - Can't go back to jersey - lemonade interlude lyrics

You're so fine from your toes to your hips and your face I'm infected with your love I need some Bacitracin Please don't kick me out on the streets out the door I don't want to stay on my cousin's couch no more I can't do it I can't go back to livin' that way Sweet sweet sugar momma I know that I can change I won't do the sh** that piss you off and make you mad Like running late to dinner with your business friends Or being out late night with the fellas at the club Or the time I forgot your birthday cuZ I's at the studio And I will try to be a little more sensitive Because I love you baby boo boo And I need a place to live I Can't go back to Jersey I ain't goin' back I Can't go back to Jersey I ain't goin' back I Can't go back to Jersey I ain't goin' back Why ya Why ya Why ya Gotta do me like that? I Can't go back to Jersey I ain't goin' back I Can't go back to Jersey I ain't goin' back I Can't go back to Jersey I ain't goin' back Why ya Why ya Why ya Gotta do me like that? Yo, I got a message from my girl who was furious and cryin She said who was that chick you were speakin with last night Now stop lying Oh no! What can I do I'm against the wall While I was flirting with this honey I made a pocket call For 15 minutes she heard me layin it on thick Now she's got the kitchen knife and she's staring at the dilsnick Nothing happened I didn't touch her, didn't even smile, didn't even f** her Didn't grind for a little while Didn't even laugh, buy a drink or hold her hand She slapped me in the face And said pack your sh** man! I Can't go back to Jersey I ain't goin' back I Can't go back to Jersey I ain't goin' back I Can't go back to Jersey I ain't goin' back Why ya Why ya Why ya Gotta do me like that? I Can't go back to Jersey I ain't goin' back I Can't go back to Jersey I ain't goin' back I Can't go back to Jersey I ain't goin' back Why ya Why ya Why ya Gotta do me like that? Like dat, and you don't stop... You know I'm squirmin' tryin' to get back in good graces I keep layin'it on thick tripping on my shoelaces I really love you, I rub a dub you I fill the tub with bubbles on the double Oh sh** I'm in trouble Buy you flowers cook you dinner I hope my friends Don't see you running me 'round like Bruce Jenner That would not be cool it might ruin my rep And my main objective is to keep the bed where we slept Last night and the night before last Gotta solve this problem fast Move past this situation I really should've had my phone on lock Cause she just threw all of my sh** Out the window on the block I Can't go back to Jersey I ain't goin' back I Can't go back to Jersey I ain't goin' back I Can't go back to Jersey I ain't goin' back Why ya Why ya Why ya Gotta do me like that? I Can't go back to Jersey I ain't goin' back I Can't go back to Jersey I ain't goin' back I Can't go back to Jersey I ain't goin' back Why ya Why ya Why ya Gotta do me like that? * Lemonade LEMONADE LEMON-A-D-E!