Situation sticky.
Dilemma.
What's going on?
What's going on, dawg?
Huh.
Crazy.
Crazy.
Huh,
not much don't phase me,
but this girl just seems to amaze me.
She got me going crazy.
I want her to be my lady.
Get married, have kids maybe.
But hold on a minute.
Situation's sticky like glue and I really don't know what to do.
You see I've already got a girl and I've got mad love for her.
But situations occur and the problem is.
I can't do it.
She's my girl's best friend.
Best friend.
And it's killing me inside.
When she's around I've gotta pretend.
Pretend.
And she really don't know about how I hide.
How I hide.
How I feel.
How I feel.
Deep inside.
Deep inside.
And it's killing me inside.
When she comes around I wanna go underground.
Nowhere to be found.
Situation's messed up, but I can't fest up.
That'll put my stress up.
I just need to rest up.
Damn, dawg.
This wasn't really my plan, dawg.
No, but I gotta deal with it.
It's just the way her clothes are so fitted.
Makes a brother wanna get with it.
No, no.
I really need to get my head straight.
God's testing me to see if I can keep my faith.
And worse still, she flirts with me.
Nothing major.
She don't want danger.
But when she kisses me, hello.
Damn, dawg.
I don't know.
It's a feeling I can't deal with.
She got me feeling like a kid.
But the problem is.
I can't do it.
She's my girl's best friend.
Best friend.
And it's killing me inside.
When she's around I've gotta pretend.
I gotta pretend.
And she really don't know about how I hide.
How I hide.
How I feel.
How I feel.
Deep inside.
Should I let her know?
Tell her what's going on.
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That doesn't help!
She's my girl's best friend And it's killing me inside
When she's around I've gotta pretend And she really don't know
How I hide How I feel
Deep inside And it's killing me inside
I can't do it She's my girl's best friend
And it's killing me inside When she's around I've gotta pretend
And she really don't know How I hide How I
feel Deep inside And it's killing me inside