B.L.T.

Girl I know, you like fuckin' with me You know it, I just can't let it be, no High time that you look up and see You're grounded, I'm stuck up in your tree, yeah And what we got here, is a fine-fangled weave Like the twine, on a kite with key You're sayin' that we just disagree (just disagree) I'm sayin, girl that's the friction we need (friction we need) And how crazy do you think it'll be? (Think it'll be) Our love is gettin' fun, wild, and free (fun, wild, and free) What we got here, is a whole lot to eat You're the bacon on my next B.L.T. Let's break it down I'm gonna spread this mayonnaise on your buns The lettuce has been a-crispin' The tomato's been freshly cut Did you bring your bacon? Ow! Start shakin'! You're askin' questions, I got suggestions You got your reasons, I got my rhymes You wanna tell me all kinds of stories I'm not even listenin' I do not have the time No time First you get it Then you fry it If you lettuce Then we mayonnaise Put the bun on B.L.T B.L.T. B.L.T. B.L.T.