The Grouch - You're Not the One lyrics

<(Well you know maybe if you didn't have them four kids, that crazy husband or I know, you could drop that habit. I can't really look past them things, no I can't.) I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk, I like the clothes you wear, I suppose you rare, but you're not the one, no you're not the one. I like the style you have, I like your smile you bad, I want to make you laugh don't want to see you sad but your not the one, your not the one, girl. This world I know its mine, you sure is fine I could never intertwine my life line with yours though, of course know, you're so gullible Evian backwards baby I'm slack your tight just perfect for the night I wanna work at something right, humpin' hype off the vibe you set but don't know why I slept, off the importance of your says the better that she looks seems to me the more dense. I took my chance decided off of glances had to write it off the answer with imagination. If only she was like this if only she be right it's never quite that easy forever fight them sleaze thoughts. Had me caught up in the wrong co*k, f**ing with the long shot I couldn't find the hole. That's how it went down y'all, real quick. Just like that. I like your mind at work I couldn't find that dirt I shouldn't want to much, a little balance don't hurt though. You're not the one; no you're not the one. I couldn't do you wrong, I probably knew you long, I got a lot to learn and a notch to earn, you're not the one, no you're not the one miss. I would have done this the dumb b**h, I know you well sure we tongue kissed, maybe even more maybe, we explored, wouldn't say that you were ugly or fat or any of that, but many a rap I wrote got me feeling like a King Chewzie, I sing uzi sounds that means its shot down try to do it nicely you don't really entice me. I want a spicy wifey whose mind precisely matches the physical visible to my eyes is pricey I paid the cost, you play the boss but really I'm in control silly. Still we roll but you're not the mate for my soul, ain't got the bait for my pole. Wait can you relate, there is no negotiating. You must be waiting for a charming prince and since I'm not that it comes alarming. (Yeah I be taking them by surprise; Hey, wake up girl you got to go to work) I like the days we spent, I like the way things went, don't want to not be friends, we can talk, pretend, but you're not the one, no you're not the one. I like your mind and soul, I like her body she's cold, I wish that I could roll with a female who's whole, but you're not the one, no you're not the one. You're not the one. You're not the one. You're not the one.>