Michael's POV
I met her on my way to Chicago
Where she was all alone
And so was I
So I asked her for her nameShe smiled and looked at me
I was surprised to see
That a woman like that
Was really into meShe said she didn't have no man
Raised her kids the very best she can
(She was loving me)She told me she was all alone
Said at home she didn't have no phone
(She was wanting me)She said just to give her a place
Fifty nine was the code she gave
(She was loving me)
She lied to you, lied to me
Thought she was loving me, loving me
YeahI never would have thought she was living like that
Her words seemed so sincere
When I held her near
She would tell me how she feelsIt felt so real to me
This girl, she had to be
An angel sent from heaven just for meMy sound was cut off by the voice of my nagging wife. I groaned & came out of the booth frustrated.
"What do you want diana?"
"I need you to be man & help me Michael."
"Help you do what?"
"This work around the house, papers, the deals, basically everything. Sitting in this studio & recording songs that you aren't going to release nor nobody will ever listen too isn't going to get you out of this" she said angrily.
I rolled my eyes & sat down in my desk "are you done bitchin'?"
She groaned "you are impossible!"
"Deal with it."
She walked over to my desk "you still sleeping with that bitch?"
"Maybe, maybe not" I lit up a cigar & leaned back in my chair.
"Another pair of pink underwear sits in my bedroom once again. Tell your hoe to take her panties with her the next time she comes over here. I don't want infested bed bugs on my mattress. As a matter of fact, I'm buying a whole new bed" she exclaimed.
"Buy, buy, buy, spend, spend, spend. That's all your every do."
"Keep your sarcastic comments to yourself, you little bitch" she scold.
I hummed & let out my cigar. I simply got up & slapped the shit out of her. She went flying towards the wall hitting her head. I walked over to her bringing up by her chin.
"What you call me again?"
She huffed blowing some of her hair out of her face "I called you a little bitch! What the fuck are you going to do? Huh?"
"Mightily bold, I see?" I grabbed her hair & flung her on the couch. I laid her on her back with her legs apart. I placed her arms above her head.
"Wanna know what I do to her?"
"No" she said shaking her head.
"I threw her on the bed, took her clothes off, kissed her hard nipples. Made her feel so excited in a way. She was wet like a platinum award. She tasted like a very sweet strawberry. We kissed in such a passionate way. Her lips were like candy, so sweet. She felt like a soft pillow that I can sleep on. Her insides were like gold found in a special place. Her moves were like art in a museum. Her body was the most perfect thing i ever seen. She was better then you."
She sobbed uncontrollably under my grip barely listening to my statement. I smirked & got off of her.
"Is there anything else you wanna bitch about?"
She shook her head no & laid there. I went back to the booth & resumed my position.
She said she didn't have no man
Raised her kids the very best she can
(She was loving me)
She told me she was all alone
Said at home she didn't have no phone(She was loving me)
She said just to give her a page
Fifty nine was the code she gave
(She was loving me)
She lied to you, lied to me
Thought she was loving me, loving me
YeahShe tried to live a double life
Loving me while she was still your wife
(She was wanting me)
She thought that loving me was cool
With you at work and the kids at school(She was loving me)
She said that it would never end
Tried to keep me any way she can
(She was wanting me)
She lied to you, lied to me
Because she had a family, family
Yeah
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