
Some Other Time Jill Scott
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How about another time, some other time?
How about you call next week?
We'll get something to eat
We'll just hang and chill
Just to keep the thrill
How about another time, some other time?
Oh my God, I really had a good time tonight
It was fun, I had stars in my eyes
Oh my God, (he was fly) he was witty and sweet
Relaxed and comfortable (nice, fine)
Conversation was nice and easy
Steady moving, (good sense of humor), smart
There was a kind of dignitary vibe
Like that original hip-hop element
Breakdance, fat laces, Beat Street, Soul Train
He's kinda Don Cornelius to me
(Cooler than a fan, cooler than a fan)
But it's only been two weeks
(It's only been two weeks)
How about another time, some other time?
He can be a snake in the grass
Deceptively hiding, waiting to spill his venom on my ass
(You know how it go)
He could be cold blooded
With another woman behind another door
And another couple of kids, three or four
He could be lying about his money (shit, no dough)
Ain't got nothing to show (frontin' with his blue pea coat)
He could be be a lotta things, a lotta things
He could be a lotta things
How about you call next week?
We'll get something to eat
We'll just hang and chill
Just to keep the thrill
How about another time, some other time?
Oh my God, I really had a good time tonight
It was fun, I had stars in my eyes
Oh my God, (he was fly) he was witty and sweet
Relaxed and comfortable (nice, fine)
Conversation was nice and easy
Steady moving, (good sense of humor), smart
There was a kind of dignitary vibe
Like that original hip-hop element
Breakdance, fat laces, Beat Street, Soul Train
He's kinda Don Cornelius to me
(Cooler than a fan, cooler than a fan)
But it's only been two weeks
(It's only been two weeks)
How about another time, some other time?
He can be a snake in the grass
Deceptively hiding, waiting to spill his venom on my ass
(You know how it go)
He could be cold blooded
With another woman behind another door
And another couple of kids, three or four
He could be lying about his money (shit, no dough)
Ain't got nothing to show (frontin' with his blue pea coat)
He could be be a lotta things, a lotta things
He could be a lotta things
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