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When I Think About You With Her
Thinking about you and me is always easy
We have good mind fucks and hella good convesations
I don't need much from you and it's good that way
Still that's all it is and still fine
You go to work as do I, but lately I'm getting hella side eyes
Baby boy don't even think or try. What about wifey? She'll be surprised
I'm younger than her but no less pretty
I hope you know what you're doing because I know plenty
I know how you like it and she could never do those things
Got you groaning, crying, moaning and shouting out past your dreams
Not ashamed of what we got, but I wish she wasn't there
Because in this pursuit I can't refute that the guilt in me isn't there
You led me to believe that it was just a mere thought you kept on the sleeve
I know she doesn't know I exist but you brought me too close; too close to leave
Maybe we should just stop but this feels too good.
I'm tired of the games and wish she was gone for good
I think about you two sometimes and how you all might be
You say you wish you weren't married, but would that mean you are free?
I'm still here waiting and starting to crave what you won't let me touch
I hate you're with her and you'll never know how much
So we go to work and you do your job as I toy with mine
Whenever you give me that look I can't say I won't define
the kinky ideas of which I hide in my mind
Deep like no other could imagine in this time
Point still stands I wish you both well
It's harder to look at you everyday; actually pure hell
Strong chocolate brotha with the swag of a million men
I see you look at me and feel every need to catch my breath and then
Everything gets quiet and then you're gone just like my mood
I am trying not to be my inner demons but if I could
You'd be tied up in the chair while I straddle you with breasts open and bare
I know you like that because you stare there the most, next to thinking about my legs in the air
I wish she wasn't there because then the things I'd do
You see me almost everyday and still haven't a single clue
So here we are again. We work, go home, and text when wifey isn't there
I can't stand you being with her, although one of these day I'm just not gonna care
We have good mind fucks and hella good convesations
I don't need much from you and it's good that way
Still that's all it is and still fine
You go to work as do I, but lately I'm getting hella side eyes
Baby boy don't even think or try. What about wifey? She'll be surprised
I'm younger than her but no less pretty
I hope you know what you're doing because I know plenty
I know how you like it and she could never do those things
Got you groaning, crying, moaning and shouting out past your dreams
Not ashamed of what we got, but I wish she wasn't there
Because in this pursuit I can't refute that the guilt in me isn't there
You led me to believe that it was just a mere thought you kept on the sleeve
I know she doesn't know I exist but you brought me too close; too close to leave
Maybe we should just stop but this feels too good.
I'm tired of the games and wish she was gone for good
I think about you two sometimes and how you all might be
You say you wish you weren't married, but would that mean you are free?
I'm still here waiting and starting to crave what you won't let me touch
I hate you're with her and you'll never know how much
So we go to work and you do your job as I toy with mine
Whenever you give me that look I can't say I won't define
the kinky ideas of which I hide in my mind
Deep like no other could imagine in this time
Point still stands I wish you both well
It's harder to look at you everyday; actually pure hell
Strong chocolate brotha with the swag of a million men
I see you look at me and feel every need to catch my breath and then
Everything gets quiet and then you're gone just like my mood
I am trying not to be my inner demons but if I could
You'd be tied up in the chair while I straddle you with breasts open and bare
I know you like that because you stare there the most, next to thinking about my legs in the air
I wish she wasn't there because then the things I'd do
You see me almost everyday and still haven't a single clue
So here we are again. We work, go home, and text when wifey isn't there
I can't stand you being with her, although one of these day I'm just not gonna care
Published 27th Apr 2017
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