I see you workin' through the bead curtain In you kitchen, switchin', leavin' me twitchin' I'm itchin' to be kissin' you, but disciplne is the rule So I sip my orange juice and act cool She irresistible We fool around twice a week, makes me weak Nice, when she put her tongeu in my cheek Not petite, baby got a large physique She take charge, take me were I dare not repeat I got T-T-T-T-like a high hat Planting kisses on your back You like that Mrs X. reputation intact, nobody on my block Know we lock down like that in the next flat But one from whre I live with my mum and uncle John He ain't my uncle an' it's been far too long But me 'n' she been goin' strong almost a year Wait til the coast is clear, I don't boast for fear Of being caught. Maybe w ought to stop, maybe not For now baby gets all I got. Boom! How come we always trash the room? Grab ya clothes Cos ya know someone'll be home soon An' I assume there'll be a need to explain gently Why this mother of three is playin' games with me She's my baby I'm a slave to your outrage Rocket box stiff shocks an' a roll cage