IRC-Galleria

Little girl I love when she talks to me
Got the smile and she walk that walk with me
I want the girl but I want a lot
Might cross my mind but that's where it stops

refrain:
That bitch ain't a part of me, no that bitch ain't a part of me
I said no that bitch ain't a part of me, no that bitch ain't a part of me
I said no that bitch ain't a part of me, no that bitch ain't a part of me
I said no that bitch ain't a part of me, no that bitch ain't a part of part of part of OWW

I love the girl, I'm loving the dress she wears
She's got a hold, got a hold of my neck oh yeah
I wanna cry; the way that she moves
I want the girl but not what she's going through

refrain

She was so friendly
I had one too many
And now that they tell me
She was rubbing up against me
But I swear it never meant a thing
She was just a fling
There's no other woman who does it like you