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DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince

Code Red

 

Code Red

(album: Code Red - 1993)


Here's a little story 'bout a Friday night
Buckwild, 'cause yo, that's kind of my style, check it
On the town with a girl named Kay-Bee
And a bow-wow-wow yippie-yo yippie any way
I was straight out illin
Why do I say so? Cause yo, my girl was home chillin
Fancy resteraunt me and Kay frontin
It was called Lay....um, Jay...um, somethin
I was ready to attack her, unh
Giving the sex look like Dracula
A little bit of soft music playin
And Don Perrier, it was on, know what I'm sayin
Every thing was lovely, but then
What the damn, my girlfriend walked in
Oh my goodness, danger, trouble, dread
Oh I'm dead, mayday code red

My oh my, what am I to do?
Gotta get away, cause my girlfriend's coming through
Um Jay, I gotta, um, well, see,
There's well, this, um, excuse me
To the back with the mucho-quickness
My girl's gonna kill me and leave no witnesses
I'm in the bathroom hiding like a punk
But there's bars on the windows, I can't jump
Exit stage left, quickly plan B
Gotta find a way that my girl won't see me
Crawling on the floor, I'm feeling sick
Like this some old Charlie Chaplin flick
Heart poundin around a mile-a-minute
This time I really done did it
Down on my hands and knees on the floor
I'm looking at the front door
Ready, set, make the dash
Her back is turned, maybe I can get past
I almost made it, but then, damn, she turned her head
Code red

Break it on down

All was perfect, the ship was sailin
But now it's sinking, so yo, I'm bailin
I kept on running even though she saw me
And I sat and waited at home for baby to call me
I watched a little TV
Phone started ringing 'bout 12:23
I picked it up real slow, and said
"mmmmm..hello?"
She wasn't having it, she snapped, went bezerk
Girl made my head hurt
I tried to be as cool as I could be
I said hey, wasn't me
She wasn't having that melody
Needless to say, she left me
Another brother just couldn't control his head, (the other one)
Code red

done

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