As the moment grows near
I picture her fine rear
As im drivin I 35 eyes too the rear
I see my old life miles away
And when I reach that door
You best believe
ill be picturing how much of a lil *****  ill make her tonight
As im just slow talking
and pouring wine
I picture her kissing my neck and whispering my name
oh yeah this time ain't the same
it means more then ****** and forgettin the name
She a kinda girl I stay to the morning for