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Brian McKnight

Don't Know Where to Start

 

Don't Know Where to Start

(album: Superhero - 2001)


Midnight at the valet
He already knows he got to keep me up front
Head nod to security
Holding back the crowd as he opens the rope

Hear the fella's spitting hate orade
Before my crew can even get through the door
It's alright 'cuz it's the weekend
And there's a party for sure

All the shorty's are here tonight
Just left the shop and my wig is tight
I might not dance but maybe I might
Everything's gonna be alright, alright

There's a coupla things up in here
The music's banging loud and clear
The temperature's rising just about to pop
There's so much going on, I don't know where to start

I don't know where, where to start
I don't know where, where to start

Inside I see the Lakers and Clippers
Everybody says whoo
'Cause they know I got pro range
And a handle that can shake you from go

Thank God it's Friday
And a fresh one just poured me a drink
Now I know what they meant
When they say it's good to be the king

All the shorty's are here tonight
Just left the shop and my wig is tight
I might not dance but maybe I might
Everything's gonna be alright

There's a coupla things up in here
The music's banging loud and clear
The temperature's rising just about to pop
There's so much going on, I don't know where to start

I don't know where, where to start
I don't know where, where to start

Tonight I don't mind playing I ain't been in here lately
Look at all these fine ladies I'm about to go blind
Look at all the junk she's packing I'm about to blow a gasket
Man I'm glad I brought some plastic I can cover my head

Let me regain my composure I don't want to look like Rover
Make my eye contact it's over I might contact two this time
'Cause tonight I'm living in a fantasy my own little nasty world
Tonight I gotta find me a freak my own little nasty girl

There's a coupla things up in here
The music's banging loud and clear
The temperature's rising just about to pop
There's so much going on, I don't know where to start

There's a coupla things up in here
The music's banging loud and clear
The temperature's rising just about to pop
There's so much going on, I don't know where to start

I don't know where, where to start
I don't know where, where to start
I don't know where, where to start
...

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