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Feb 2018
I may have looked away in a moment of weakness
The bells and whistles in that app caught My eye
Never ever will I trade the love I have with You
For some shizzle on My nizzle on the fly

I can’t wait to get back home tonight
I can’t wait to get back home
I can’t wait to get back home tonight

Last Sunday after church in the part where everybody hugs
Prophet Kayla got real close to walking a thin fine line
There was a time when I would be the big dog
But now Your Luv fits like a glove and makes My heart shine

I can’t wait to get back home tonight
I can’t wait to get back home
I can’t wait to get back home tonight
Written by
van Young  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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