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Sweet Sweet Lovin’

Music by Tiff Hall and Stew Kirkwood

Lyrics by Tiff Hall

Boy put that thing down, ready for another round of your sweet sweet lovin’.

And turn your phone off I want you to myself, don’t want your friends around.

And hit the snooze button, don’t need no cash, we’ll live off love

I’ll be your sugamama if that’s what it takes to getcha

I want your sweet sweet lovin’.

And though there may be doubts I can only speak for myself and I say yes.

Forget all the others who ruined and wrecked your world, our love’s a good healer.

Baby boy tell me so. I’m the only one who don’t mind your morning breath, I’ll take all I can get.

I want your sweet sweet lovin’.

 

He Tells Me

Music and Lyrics by Tiff Hall

I can’t drink with my friends from work ’cause they’re friends with him. Whoa

And I hate my job, hate his face, hate the whole damn thing.

He thinks that he loves me.

Oh and I think that he’s too hairy.

CHORUS:

He tells me “you don’t think you can, oh but I think you’d love me.

Listen to your friends, oh don’t leave me in the

Wild. I don’t think I could stand a chance.

I want so much more than down your pants.” I tell him

“I can do better than you dumb ass.”

But he still wants to be my pet.

 

He thinks he can play tricks and games and that this will win over

Me, but I plan to be to famous for him.

And he tells me…

 

Oh he gets drunk and tells me “it’s like we’re already married.”

And I get drunk and tell him to shut up he sounds like a pansy.

He tells me…

 

Karma

Music and Lyrics by Tiff Hall

I can bat my eyelashes and get my nails did ‘n’

I wear high heels and flip my hair around like she did.

But I’m too cool. I guess, I guess I’ll have to pretend

That I didn’t see the slut in the corner.

 

Karma is a bitch and I needed the kick

Or this situation will repeat again and again

He’s a dick and I know that I’m deservin’ a prince

But I like the prick, I don’t like the games.

And now I can see what I couldn’t see before

I’m not gonna lose to these cheap little whores

Competing isn’t usually in my repetoire but I’m

Not gonna lose him to these two bit skanks.

 

Is she your flame? This little Miss Understandin’?

Is it a game? Some messed up beauty pageant?

They’re all the same, just small fragments of the

The same big messed up cliche.

Karma is a bitch…