The Moldy Peaches - I Think I'm In Love lyrics

Wake up in the morning What a surprise You got your face up in my cleavage And your hand between my thighs Why can't you leave just like the other guys You think you won some kind of prize? Ooooh, sweet lady, I think I'm in love Oooh, I really think I'm in love Just because we messed around doesn't mean I want you here Get out of my house and take your beer Drive away and stear clear Before I put my boot piece in your rear When I wake up and see you lying there With your fake nails and extensions in your hair I can't believe the way I'm falling for you Is this love, can it really be true? Yo, what is this crap? Give this bro a slap He doesn't have a clue that his girlfriend is wack I'm saying: Yo, here's some advice from MC Cracker If she was really worth it, bro, she would be blacker Yo, ho, you like to f** I'll f** you and s** you like a big yellow duck Cause I've got such large equipment it's in the Guinness book And I bet now you're asking, yo, how do I look? Well, I'm the smoothest MC j** in the land And I know the freaking Torah like the back of my right hand And that's just about all my advice Cause, yo, MC Cracker's through being nice I do what I get and I get what I see I saw you today, you're nothing to me Like all of your brothers, one, two, three If you stay any longer I'm gonna up the anti Ooooh, sweet lady, I think I'm in love Oooh, I really think I'm in love s**, s** at your co*k Sit, sit on my face The catch ain't nearly as good as the chase I'll unleash a can of whup-a** or at least some mace You could never keep up with my pace