Dr. L'Ling

Dont give me no hand-me-down love
It dont wear the same
I want love that looks good on
With a fit that screams my name
Yeah, I was afraidOf becoming a casual business man
On matters of the heart
Of becoming a casual business man
Or something even worseBut you get in the taxi
Your hands on another man
You must be crazy
If you think Ill stand back, yeahDont give me no hand-me-down love
It dont wear the same
I want love that looks good on
With a fit that screams my name
Yeah, I was afraid[Incomprehensible] so discrete
A maintenance touch
Makes prose from poetry
And it dont mean much, yeahA maintenance touch
And it dont mean muchCan you get enough?
Is there enough?Can you get enough?
Is there enough?
Can you get enough?
Found out your escape routeCan you get enough?
Is there ever enough?
Found out your escape routeTouch me, sweet
Forget the rest
Hooks feel so nice
Dug in my chestTouch me, sweet
Touch me, sweetDont give me no hand-me-down love
It dont wear the same
I want love that looks good on
With a fit that screams my name
Yeah, I was afraidOf becoming a casual business man
On matters of the heart
Of becoming a casual business man
Or something even worse