| Song | Baby |
| Artist | Benin City |
| Album | Fires In The Park |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| baby | |
| do you have to be so cruel | |
| baby | |
| why'd you take me for a fool | |
| now we were sitting on the sofa | |
| you beside me your mind is so far | |
| can't find your love on my radar | |
| What's amiss, did I miss the boat? | |
| We go from necking to, | |
| reaching for throats now? | |
| we trading names it's | |
| hoe and asshole | |
| A little cuddle then back to aggro | |
| stringing our arrows and we aiming low | |
| we both believe this is shit for soul | |
| But I know | |
| your eyes still drive me wild | |
| crooky little smile's what eases me… | |
| we have a kebab we have a talk | |
| You've had enough, you're ready to walk | |
| oh baby | |
| Got me down on all fours | |
| put my foot in my mouth | |
| but I'd rather be kissing yours | |
| You say I'm always good with words now | |
| Gimme a sign, let's end this war, ya mean? | |
| We run we crawl | |
| we fly we stall | |
| we brawl we | |
| back on the old thing, | |
| we dawn we dark | |
| clash and spark | |
| got my back when I'm | |
| less than golden | |
| we're not good for each other is | |
| what my friends say | |
| I AIN'T FUCKING MY FRIENDS | |
| so fuck em anyway | |
| can't see the gain | |
| like a moth sees a flame | |
| can't see your madness's | |
| what keeps me sane | |
| It's possible we'll never weather the strife… | |
| could be just another Tina and Ike… | |
| I pick the wrong of you above any right | |
| baby baby give me one more chance with you | |
| What should I do | |
| To make you believe me | |
| Who do I say | |
| To make you listen | |
| what do I say | |
| To make you stay |
| baby | |
| do you have to be so cruel | |
| baby | |
| why' d you take me for a fool | |
| now we were sitting on the sofa | |
| you beside me your mind is so far | |
| can' t find your love on my radar | |
| What' s amiss, did I miss the boat? | |
| We go from necking to, | |
| reaching for throats now? | |
| we trading names it' s | |
| hoe and asshole | |
| A little cuddle then back to aggro | |
| stringing our arrows and we aiming low | |
| we both believe this is shit for soul | |
| But I know | |
| your eyes still drive me wild | |
| crooky little smile' s what eases me | |
| we have a kebab we have a talk | |
| You' ve had enough, you' re ready to walk | |
| oh baby | |
| Got me down on all fours | |
| put my foot in my mouth | |
| but I' d rather be kissing yours | |
| You say I' m always good with words now | |
| Gimme a sign, let' s end this war, ya mean? | |
| We run we crawl | |
| we fly we stall | |
| we brawl we | |
| back on the old thing, | |
| we dawn we dark | |
| clash and spark | |
| got my back when I' m | |
| less than golden | |
| we' re not good for each other is | |
| what my friends say | |
| I AIN' T FUCKING MY FRIENDS | |
| so fuck em anyway | |
| can' t see the gain | |
| like a moth sees a flame | |
| can' t see your madness' s | |
| what keeps me sane | |
| It' s possible we' ll never weather the strife | |
| could be just another Tina and Ike | |
| I pick the wrong of you above any right | |
| baby baby give me one more chance with you | |
| What should I do | |
| To make you believe me | |
| Who do I say | |
| To make you listen | |
| what do I say | |
| To make you stay |
| baby | |
| do you have to be so cruel | |
| baby | |
| why' d you take me for a fool | |
| now we were sitting on the sofa | |
| you beside me your mind is so far | |
| can' t find your love on my radar | |
| What' s amiss, did I miss the boat? | |
| We go from necking to, | |
| reaching for throats now? | |
| we trading names it' s | |
| hoe and asshole | |
| A little cuddle then back to aggro | |
| stringing our arrows and we aiming low | |
| we both believe this is shit for soul | |
| But I know | |
| your eyes still drive me wild | |
| crooky little smile' s what eases me | |
| we have a kebab we have a talk | |
| You' ve had enough, you' re ready to walk | |
| oh baby | |
| Got me down on all fours | |
| put my foot in my mouth | |
| but I' d rather be kissing yours | |
| You say I' m always good with words now | |
| Gimme a sign, let' s end this war, ya mean? | |
| We run we crawl | |
| we fly we stall | |
| we brawl we | |
| back on the old thing, | |
| we dawn we dark | |
| clash and spark | |
| got my back when I' m | |
| less than golden | |
| we' re not good for each other is | |
| what my friends say | |
| I AIN' T FUCKING MY FRIENDS | |
| so fuck em anyway | |
| can' t see the gain | |
| like a moth sees a flame | |
| can' t see your madness' s | |
| what keeps me sane | |
| It' s possible we' ll never weather the strife | |
| could be just another Tina and Ike | |
| I pick the wrong of you above any right | |
| baby baby give me one more chance with you | |
| What should I do | |
| To make you believe me | |
| Who do I say | |
| To make you listen | |
| what do I say | |
| To make you stay |