I was driving home (why oh why) Subconscious mind telling me I tripped up in me own lies Six and seven in the morning and you know me can't stop I could reach back home or atop of the barber shop Cause that's my sure thing when I met that thing had to hit that thing
Chorus What a joke thing Why did I do the what a joke thing? come on What a joke thing, baby Come make me do the what a joke thing? hey now! First she rocked me, then she rolled me The she rubbed me, then she hold me What a joke thing
Smoking in her room (high so high) The sun rolls up across the morning floor too soon Honey now you know me, but you know me can't stay Had you tuggin' on my shirt but blew a kiss anyway Cuz you're my sure thing and I can't go by, and I can't go by Now why you wanna know why you don't see me around Got me caught up in some traffic way cross town An' you're my sure thing and no not a joke, no no no not a joke
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On my way back home (my oh my) Guilty conscious mind just seems to roam Now if you hear this song and you know you can laugh She had me sitting outside in the middle of glass It's a joke thing, and I left that ring what a stupid thing
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