Marcus Velazquez - Nights In The South lyrics

So what's up with you two What is this thing, is it just a fling Is it something, girlfriend and boy friend Do you two play Barbie and Ken Play things to each other, just toy friends Is it serious or just games Hasbro meets Mattel Only ticks on the clock will tell Tight lipped about it Like it's going to be all over the tabloids People here wondering about factoids Messages to set meet times via my android I was never one to lock lips and leak details Unless I felt like talking Or wanted to open up about a particular female Because if you do your work well more will come your way But don't run your mouth it could hurt your stock It's a new meaning to speak softly and carry a big stick Sweat out her hair, smear her lipstick Give her time to reapply and do all of it Right now I'm on my way over give me time Drinks in the fridge getting colder give me time We can chill when we're sober give me time I need to nurse this hangover give me time Knead knots from your shoulders give me time Scale your peaks like land rovers give me time Say everything that's on my mind give me time I might let people behind my blinds give me time I don't really need this defined give me time Texts say “I'll be there at nine” give me time Later we can be unrefined give me time Spending post Saturday slumped in your sheets I need food and Gatorade, I might hit sheetz Or just slunk my a** home and burry my head in bed Last night was too wild, I'm glad you called me over If you want to share that twin for a bit call me over If you want to make more secrets call me over I don't like showing up uninvited call me