Dumb de 411, The

(intro / chorus)
dumb dikity-dikity de-dumb-de-dumb
and tho i know it would be fun to get some
gotta run now, gotta go
gotta get home
cause my baby's boy's on his own
better be
dumb dikity-dikity de-dumb-de-dumb
and tho i know it would be fun to get some
gotta run now
i gots ta get home,
my baby boy's on his own,
Above the feelin',
this is revealin',
boy, i didn't know you cared,
must've been up on the weekend,
in the club freakin',
boy, i could see you stare,
you were lookin' right at me,
lookin' right back
we knew there was something there,
and i know you knew that if we did do this
it would be an affair.
Cause my man's at home,
lookin' at the finger his ring goes on,
he got trust in me,
how'm i gonna live with myself if i cheat?
(repeat intro / chorus)
Up on the dance floor,
then you go and ask for a night with me
but ya know that ain't gonna happen,
i won't get trapped in,
and this, see, just ain't me,
and you can try, seduce me,
but that ain't no use, you see
i'm in love with my baby,
and i won't let you
mess up and move in
to do that i'd be crazy
Cause my man's at home,
lookin' at the finger his ring goes on,
he got trust in me,
how 'm i gonna live with myself if i cheat?
(repeat intro / chorus)
There's no way that i'm gonna play,
i don't care what ya gonna say,
even though you make me crazy,
i won't risk losin' my baby.
there's no way that i'm gonna play,
i don't care what ya gonna say,
even though you make me crazy,
i won't risk losin' my baby.
(repeat intro / chorus - until fade)