she wanna shop with jay, play box with jay
she wanna pillow fight in the middle of the night
she wanna drive my benz with 5 of her friends
she wanna creep past the block spyin' the game
she wanna roll with jay, chase skeeos away
she wanna fight with lame chicks, blow my day
she wanna inspect the rest, kick me to the curb
if she find one strand of hair longer than hers
she want love in the jacuzzi, rub up in the movies
access to the old crib, keys to the newbie
she wanna answer the phone, tattoo her arm
that's when i gotta send her back to her mom's
she call me "heartbreaker"
when we apart, it makes her
wanna piece of paper, scribble down "i hate ya"
but she know she love jay because
she love everything jay say, jay does
and uh...
- mariah carey
i remember listening to this song in the middle of the night with mummy when i was in primary 2. watching the video, over and over again, and not understanding why the women were throwing popcorn at the supposedly-heartbreaker. (i was brought up to understand that that's rude.)
but anyway, i was just humming this song.
when i realised that it makes sense.
right now, at least. so yeah. (:
I WANT TO SLEEP UNTIL NEXT WEEK.
