My Thinking of You


My thinking of you
Never makes me feel blue

I close my eyes and wonder what our future my bring
Just know it's you that makes my soul sing

Being raised by women showed me what treating a lady really mean
It's not always about getting in between

I will never be a perfect man
But with you I'll always have the upper hand

People may bother you and annoy you like a twig
For you I'll split any bodies wig

If I die today I'll be happy I died next to my boo
That's just my thinking of you

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