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Tuesday (Remix)

 

Tuesday (Remix)


Bring your friends out sometime,
Party every night tell me you don't like this life and...
Keep me out of your mind,
You cant bring that up, you ain't here to kill my vibe and...
I see you're in love but there's no place for love in here...
I've been down that road and there's no way I'm getting played, not again,
You can't bother me..

I, I'm way up in the sky,
You don't get to touch me unless you can fly,
I know for a fact you'd be afraid at these heights,
There's nothing above me, no reason to love me,

So d-don't try try try to find me,
I'm fine, fine being lonely...up here...
So don't try try try to find me,
Party every night, party party every night.
B-b-bring another round for me...

Got the club going up, on a Tuesday,
Got your girl in the club and she choosey...
Got the club going up, on a Tuesday,
Got your girl in the club and she choosey...
Got the club going up, on a Tuesday,
Got your girl in the club and she choosey...
Got the club going up, on a Tuesday,
I had one too many drinks I ain't choosey...

Girls throwing... up!
And we ain't even began....the weekend,
I'm too faded out my, mind,
Want my mother fucking freedom...this evening...
We rolling Kelly Rowlands...
Bowl hits till we bowling, ohh, the ceiling...
I'm empty like these bottles,
She thinks she hit the lotto...ohh...she didn't...

Oh really you know me oh me me me oh me oh me oh my,
Shut your lips you bitch you know that I can read your mind,
All the women watching me don't need to check the time,
Whether I want you or not you're mine...

I've been doing this a long time...
Still I haven't hit my, prime...
I know when I go back home,
I'll have my city by my side...

Got the club going up, on a Tuesday,
Got your girl in the club and she choosey...
Got the club going up, on a Tuesday,
Got your girl in the club and she choosey...
Got the club going up, on a Tuesday,
Got your girl in the club and she choosey...
Got the club going up, on a Tuesday,
If you don't sing that hook on beat you gow' lose me....

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