...as the real ADONIS

Another weekend


















2004

/Written by POLYstylez
/Recorded 2004
/Copy right 2003-2011

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Its like when things are looking up its cause the snow is coming down and ain't nobody even celebrating holidays
across the street mike and monique are holdin hands and cuddled up while makin love on the rug underneath the fire place
I'm being nosey sippin cosey on my balcony my second glass of chardonay I'm bout to play some Sade.
Well I been thinkin this weekend while we aint speakin freakin beatin skeetin shit just got me feelin kind of lonely.
Another weekend we aint speaking freaking beating me skeeting breathing on each other holding one another kissing babe 
and we aint sexing resting festing messing  around and undressing or tounge wrestling any body got suggestions?
and we aint fucking sucking hushing me busting you lusting not even discussion it ain't nothing going down babe
no body cryin and wining no 69'n no body-bindin no bumpin grinding in between the linens
Now Im on track number 13 on the orange colored CD pouring glass number 3 of this lonely chardonay
Across the street they've gon 2 sleep the lights are out and all the noises are silent from on  the streets and in the hallways
The sun comes up my coffee cup gets filled and gulped as the sounds and hallway noises testify before the new day
I light a blunt and smoke it up as my CD player rotates 24 times again as I prepare for sunday.
Another weekend we aint speaking freaking beating me skeeting breathing on each other holding one another kissing babe
and we aint sexing resting festing messing around and undressing or tounge wrestling any body got suggestions?
and we aint fucking sucking hushing me busting you lusting not even discussion it ain't nothing going down babe
no body cryin and wining no 69'n no body-bindin no bumpin grinding in between the linens
And now im waiting by the answering machine starring at the door hoping the phone will ring or the keys will turn. Nobodys home but me and my heart still burns for you.

The song has so many layers because it wasnt written, so in order for me to remember what I said I needed the assistance of the previous verse, and then I never got around to mixing it to perfection.

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This message is relative to all of the men who feel pressured to perform in a relationship, financially, sexually, and sensually. When your woman begans to compare you to other couples because she is unsatisfied. And then one bad wheel leads into a total collision because noone chose to slow down. The blames, the fight, the separation, the sorrow, and then the regrets. The make ups and the continual cycle of expecting her to come back.