歌曲 | Trapped in the Closet Chapter 1 (Explicit) - Explicit Version |
歌手 | R. Kelly |
专辑 | Tp.3 Reloaded |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Kelly | |
Seven o'clock in the morning | |
And the rays from the sun wakes me | |
I'm stretchin' and yawnin' | |
In a bed that don't belong to me | |
And a voice yells, 'Good morning, darlin', from the bathroom | |
Then she comes out and kisses me | |
And to my surprise, she ain't you | |
Now I've got this dumb look on my face | |
Like, what have I done? | |
How could I be so stupid to be have laid here til the morning sun? | |
Must of lost the track of time | |
Oh, what was on my mind? | |
From the club, went to her home | |
Didn't plan to stay that long | |
Here I am, quickly tryin' to put on my clothes | |
Searching for my car keys | |
Tryin' to get on up out the door | |
Then she streched her hands in front of it | |
Said, 'You can't go this way' | |
Looked at her, like she was crazy | |
Said, 'Woman move out my way' | |
Said, 'I got a wife at home' | |
She said, 'Please don't go out there' | |
'Lady, I've got to get home' | |
She said, her husband was comin' up the stairs | |
'Shh, shh, quiet | |
Hurry up and get in the closet' | |
She said, 'Don't you make a sound | |
Or some shit is going down' | |
I said, 'Why don't I just go out the window?' | |
'Yes, except for one thing, we on the 5th floor' | |
'Shit think, shit think, shit quick, put me in the closet' | |
And now I'm in this darkest closet, tryin' to figure out | |
Just how I'm gonna get my crazy ass up out this house | |
Then he walks in and yells, 'I'm home' | |
She says, 'Honey, I'm in the room' | |
He walks in there with a smile on his face | |
Sayin', 'Honey, I've been missin' you' | |
She hops all over him | |
And says, 'I've cooked and ran your bath water' | |
I'm tellin' you now, this girl's so good that she deserves an Oscar | |
Throws her in the bed | |
And start to snatchin' her clothes off | |
I'm in the closet, like man, what the fuck is going on? | |
You're not gonna believe it | |
But things get deeper as the story goes on | |
Next thing you know, a call comes through on my cell phone | |
I tried my best to quickly put it on vibrate | |
But from the way he act, I could tell it was too late | |
He hopped up and said, 'There's a mystery going on | |
And I'm gonna solve it' | |
And I'm like, 'God please, don't let this man open this closet' | |
He walks in the bathroom | |
And looks behind the door | |
She says, 'Baby, come back to bed' | |
He says, 'Bitch, say no more' | |
He pulls back the shower curtain | |
While she's biting her nails | |
Then he walks back to the room | |
Right now, I'm sweating like hell | |
Checks under the bed | |
Then under the dresser | |
He looks at the closet | |
I pull out my Baretta | |
He walks up to the closet | |
He comes up to the closet | |
Now he's at the closet | |
Now he's opening the closet... |
zuo ci : Kelly | |
Seven o' clock in the morning | |
And the rays from the sun wakes me | |
I' m stretchin' and yawnin' | |
In a bed that don' t belong to me | |
And a voice yells, ' Good morning, darlin', from the bathroom | |
Then she comes out and kisses me | |
And to my surprise, she ain' t you | |
Now I' ve got this dumb look on my face | |
Like, what have I done? | |
How could I be so stupid to be have laid here til the morning sun? | |
Must of lost the track of time | |
Oh, what was on my mind? | |
From the club, went to her home | |
Didn' t plan to stay that long | |
Here I am, quickly tryin' to put on my clothes | |
Searching for my car keys | |
Tryin' to get on up out the door | |
Then she streched her hands in front of it | |
Said, ' You can' t go this way' | |
Looked at her, like she was crazy | |
Said, ' Woman move out my way' | |
Said, ' I got a wife at home' | |
She said, ' Please don' t go out there' | |
' Lady, I' ve got to get home' | |
She said, her husband was comin' up the stairs | |
' Shh, shh, quiet | |
Hurry up and get in the closet' | |
She said, ' Don' t you make a sound | |
Or some shit is going down' | |
I said, ' Why don' t I just go out the window?' | |
' Yes, except for one thing, we on the 5th floor' | |
' Shit think, shit think, shit quick, put me in the closet' | |
And now I' m in this darkest closet, tryin' to figure out | |
Just how I' m gonna get my crazy ass up out this house | |
Then he walks in and yells, ' I' m home' | |
She says, ' Honey, I' m in the room' | |
He walks in there with a smile on his face | |
Sayin', ' Honey, I' ve been missin' you' | |
She hops all over him | |
And says, ' I' ve cooked and ran your bath water' | |
I' m tellin' you now, this girl' s so good that she deserves an Oscar | |
Throws her in the bed | |
And start to snatchin' her clothes off | |
I' m in the closet, like man, what the fuck is going on? | |
You' re not gonna believe it | |
But things get deeper as the story goes on | |
Next thing you know, a call comes through on my cell phone | |
I tried my best to quickly put it on vibrate | |
But from the way he act, I could tell it was too late | |
He hopped up and said, ' There' s a mystery going on | |
And I' m gonna solve it' | |
And I' m like, ' God please, don' t let this man open this closet' | |
He walks in the bathroom | |
And looks behind the door | |
She says, ' Baby, come back to bed' | |
He says, ' Bitch, say no more' | |
He pulls back the shower curtain | |
While she' s biting her nails | |
Then he walks back to the room | |
Right now, I' m sweating like hell | |
Checks under the bed | |
Then under the dresser | |
He looks at the closet | |
I pull out my Baretta | |
He walks up to the closet | |
He comes up to the closet | |
Now he' s at the closet | |
Now he' s opening the closet... |
zuò cí : Kelly | |
Seven o' clock in the morning | |
And the rays from the sun wakes me | |
I' m stretchin' and yawnin' | |
In a bed that don' t belong to me | |
And a voice yells, ' Good morning, darlin', from the bathroom | |
Then she comes out and kisses me | |
And to my surprise, she ain' t you | |
Now I' ve got this dumb look on my face | |
Like, what have I done? | |
How could I be so stupid to be have laid here til the morning sun? | |
Must of lost the track of time | |
Oh, what was on my mind? | |
From the club, went to her home | |
Didn' t plan to stay that long | |
Here I am, quickly tryin' to put on my clothes | |
Searching for my car keys | |
Tryin' to get on up out the door | |
Then she streched her hands in front of it | |
Said, ' You can' t go this way' | |
Looked at her, like she was crazy | |
Said, ' Woman move out my way' | |
Said, ' I got a wife at home' | |
She said, ' Please don' t go out there' | |
' Lady, I' ve got to get home' | |
She said, her husband was comin' up the stairs | |
' Shh, shh, quiet | |
Hurry up and get in the closet' | |
She said, ' Don' t you make a sound | |
Or some shit is going down' | |
I said, ' Why don' t I just go out the window?' | |
' Yes, except for one thing, we on the 5th floor' | |
' Shit think, shit think, shit quick, put me in the closet' | |
And now I' m in this darkest closet, tryin' to figure out | |
Just how I' m gonna get my crazy ass up out this house | |
Then he walks in and yells, ' I' m home' | |
She says, ' Honey, I' m in the room' | |
He walks in there with a smile on his face | |
Sayin', ' Honey, I' ve been missin' you' | |
She hops all over him | |
And says, ' I' ve cooked and ran your bath water' | |
I' m tellin' you now, this girl' s so good that she deserves an Oscar | |
Throws her in the bed | |
And start to snatchin' her clothes off | |
I' m in the closet, like man, what the fuck is going on? | |
You' re not gonna believe it | |
But things get deeper as the story goes on | |
Next thing you know, a call comes through on my cell phone | |
I tried my best to quickly put it on vibrate | |
But from the way he act, I could tell it was too late | |
He hopped up and said, ' There' s a mystery going on | |
And I' m gonna solve it' | |
And I' m like, ' God please, don' t let this man open this closet' | |
He walks in the bathroom | |
And looks behind the door | |
She says, ' Baby, come back to bed' | |
He says, ' Bitch, say no more' | |
He pulls back the shower curtain | |
While she' s biting her nails | |
Then he walks back to the room | |
Right now, I' m sweating like hell | |
Checks under the bed | |
Then under the dresser | |
He looks at the closet | |
I pull out my Baretta | |
He walks up to the closet | |
He comes up to the closet | |
Now he' s at the closet | |
Now he' s opening the closet... |