Lysol (Ft. Michel Noir)

I wanna groove
Around my room
And not feel dirty

And I wanna wake
Up next to you
At seven thirty

I'm dusting my home
Text-tone
I see you're getting stressed
Cluttered thoughts read that casual
Just might not be the best
Then you say you think that we're
"Just better off as friends"
Wipe your feet at the door, girl
Because your mind's a mess

Lets clean it all up
Got the brillo in the kitchen
Just make a damn decision
Left my trust in your sink with the dishes
So be honest if there's something missing

I'm glad you're worried 'bout me
(I guess)
I'll be okay
I just dont got time to fix it for you too
I'm not your maid

I wanna groove
Around my room
And not feel dirty
(Aw aw aw aw!)

And I wanna wake
Up next to you
At seven thirty
(Yeah!)

But if it's all
Been said and done
I won't be bitter
(No no no no!)

I'm happy in
My empty bed
So please don't litter
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh!)

You put me on the shelf
With every dish you've ever used
You bring me up maybe once or twice
So you can feel amused

You rub me down so clean
Make me feel the stains

But when the water gets rocky
Water gets chalky
You seem to drop me
Baby please stop me

Now I'm feelin' like you
Never really loved me
Just spray me down so I can
Come and make you comfy

I'm listening every day
(Every Day)
I'm holding out I pray
(I pray)
I want you here
By my side
But thats a nay-nay

It never really stops me
It never could've stopped me

I'm sure I'm losing you
I feel so damn blue
I never thought
I'd see the end of us
(Sorry baby, you know the rules!)
Me and you

You break it?
(What?)
You bought it
(Oh!)
You break it?
(What?)
You bought it
(One more time!)

Okay you break it
You bought it
You break it
You bought it
You break it
You bought it
You break it
You bought it
You break it
You bought it-

(Now pick it up!)
You wanna break it you gon' clean it and go
(And let it go!)
These are the reasons all my thoughts are locked up deep in my phone
(You pick it up!)
You wanna talk about your clutter
'Bout your career and your mother
(Let it go!)
I don't wanna be your lover you just
Want me to fold!

(Now pick it up!)
You can't just blow off all the dust and then roll
(And let it go!)
Then you gon' open me up and shake all the dirt off my soul
(You pick it up!)
You can't just get to know the in's and out's
Of who I am
My fears and doubts
(And let it go!)
And disappear for me to find
My story's been told!

Let's keep it clean:
I ain't tryna be mean
But if you gon' get with me, baby
I ain't 'bout to let my heart get scrubbed to smithereens!
Now wipe it on down
And maybe we can mess around
Before you 'bandon me like everybody else
And leave without a-