Playing On Me

You oughta be out there somewhere girl, in Hollywood
The way you clown and pretend I make ya feel so good
I know you’re playing on me, yeah
I know you’re playing on me
You rub my back every morning
And, you put a little coffee in my cup
You look at the clock on the wall and say:
«Daddy, won’t you please hurry up»
I know you’re playing on me, hey, baby
I know you’re playing on me
And, when I leave, girl
Before the screen door slam
And then the phone ring
They tryna find out where I am
I know you’re playing on me, hey, baby
I know you’re playing on me
Wooo
Yeah
I know it
I call you up at lunchtime, you know you’re always gone
And when I come home at night, you’re too tired to turn me on
I know you’re playing on me
Little girl, I know you’re playing on me
As long as you keep it outta my face, where I can’t see
Don’t ever think for one minute you’re making a fool out of me
I know you’re playing on me, hey, baby
I know you’re playing on me
Don’t think I’m so hung up on ya I have to do the things I do
There’s women jump over a brick wall to get half of what I give to you
I know you’re playing on me
Oh baby, you’re playing on me
Wooo, get out of here