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Take you home

by Angie Martinez


{Verse 1:}
I got a call from my girls around eight about that Friday spot
Round 12 hit the highway stop, I need gas
Car behind me on my ass, speed pass
Turn the radio on thatīs my joint got me and I need to dance
Pull up in the truck and it ainīt my manīs
You screaming "hey yo", you donīt got a chance
Son, you are speaking a language I donīt understand
Know the dude I hang with, I donīt hold his hand
Cause, me, Iīm free to choose
Itīs possible to leave with you
When we get through, I drive passenger seat for you
Letīs ride
At one I arrive
Walked past the line
Damn his ass is fine
Some guy now we up in the spot
Watch
Place hot
Couple of bottles champagne popped
And thatīs how we doing it now
Iīm scheming while the DJīs moving the crowd

{Chorus: x2}
I was wondering if I could take you home
Would ya still love me baby, if I could take you home
I was wondering if I could take you home
Would ya still love me baby, if I could take you home

{Verse 2:}
Itīs around 2 A.M.
The mood is trend
The club is snug
I see him watching, love is love
Caught him when I looked up, gave him a glance
Promotion chick walked over while Iīm shaking her hand
Iīm looking over her
Sorry but Iīm waiting for this man
Is what I told her, so she could leave
No breaking up my plans
No time for talking about shows
Or dates that I could host
Damn, he walking over to me, they breaking out the jokes
My girls laughing
They see me already imagining
He whispered in my ear, would I dance with him
I answered him
He took my hand with him
Dancing close
I turned around and gave him my back, he passed a smoke
He put his hand on my hip, then my stomach
He must want it
And I was really just ībout to leave, his clique fronted
Like they donīt see
That they man ībout to tell īem peace
And to think, I wasnīt even gonna go out..see?

{repeat Chorus}

{Verse 3:}
All I need is my lip gloss, I.D., gum, and Iīm straight
Especially if itīs Envy in bungalow eight
We making it hot on the dance floor today
But my girls wanna leave cause thereīs nothing to take
Nothing to meet
Spot dead, nothing to see
Then we all agree that we wonīt leave
Cause some spots the papiīs still come at three
Thatīs when I tell the DJ to run that please
He dancing behind me
I feel whatīs under his jeans
And I had one too many so Iīm under his scheme
I mean Iīm cool and the gang
The music is playing
Think I found what Iīm looking for, no purpose in waiting
Almost time for breakfast
Standing by the coat checkers
Looking for my parking lot ticket...thatīs it
And this night just ended
Canīt say with who, what, or where but itīll definitely be remembered

{repeat Chorus}

{Outro:}
Would you be my boyfriend? {x3}
For tonight only
Would you be my boyfriend? {x3}
For tonight only



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