Joke Thing Snow

I was driving home(why oh why...)
Subconscious mind telling me I tripped up in me own lies
Six and seven in the morning and you know I can' t stop
I could reach back home or a top of the barber shop
When I met that thing and had to hit that thing

Why did do the what a joke thing
Why did I do the what a joke thing
First she rocked me, the she rolles me
Then she rubbed me, then she hold me
What a joke thing...

Smoking in her room (high so high..)
The sun up rolls across the morning floor too soon
Honey now you know me, but you know I can't stay
Had you tiggin' on my shirt but blew a kiss anyway
And I can't go by, and I can't go by...
Now why you wanna know why you don't see me around
Got me caught up in some traffic way cross town
Cuz your my sure thing and no not a joke, no not a joke...

Why did do the what a joke thing
Why did I do the what a joke thing
First she rocked me, the she rolles me
Then she rubbed me, then she hold me
What a joke thing...