The Other Man

I need love
I need hugs like I need a mug
I need kissed like fiends need drugs
Still a scrub in the eyes of others
I had her like she was my mother
She cared for me
There for me
She drank plenty
You know bottles of Remy a lil Henney
Top back in the vert
She was there even when she was hurt
He wasn't but he was hers and she his
We don't know what this is
Or what that was
We would just kick it and talk just because
She had her own life
I had mine when he was at work she on the job
She liked the corn on the cob
She like to make me squirm
Moving wiggling like a worm
Shell hold me in place like a Kung-fu master she had me in the crane stance
We go out she loved to dance
She would point out girls like that's the one for you
She knew just what to do
We had our fun
But before day break she had to run
Back to where she belong I was left like damn
It kinda sucks being the other man