ok, yall got me singing one of my favorites, i got angry at my hubby a couple of wks go, and i look at him and just started singing:
you got me twisted, you must not know bout me, you got me twisted
everything you own, in the box on the left, in the closet, thats my stuff if i bought it, please don't touch,
keep talking that mess thats fine but could you walk and talk at the same time
i can have another you in a minute, matter of fact he'll be here in a minute
you've got mor how ever it goes, and anyway, its yalls fault that i'm reminded