Black Tar Cloud Robin Thicke

[Chorus]
Emergency, emergency
There’s a black tar cloud all because of me
Emergency (911), emergency (911)
There’s a black tar cloud (black tar)
All because of me (911)

[Verse 1]
(Tell ‘em the truth)
You’re packing up quickly, the baby’s at grandma's
The raging coast is far from clear (truth)
You’re yelling and screaming and smacking me
"How could you do this? You spoiled little rich kid" (truth)
A rock in the TV
You bashin' my ride up, you smashed my guitar
(Tell ‘em the truth)
Chasing me around the house
Swinging trying to hit me with my favorite golf club (truth)
You revved up the car
You smashed through the gate
I ran up the street (truth)
I waited an hour to cool off
When I came back it was too late (truth)
You were lying in bed (truth)
Said you took twenty pills (truth)
Now I’m calling the ambulance, police
I’m freakin' out till you said, "Chill baby
I didn't really take them pills
I’m just desperately crying for help"