Lyrics
As always I never know
How things tend to end as so
Always in the waiting line
Never the winning kind
As always I never know
How things tend to end as so
Always in the waiting line
Never the winning kind
Catch my eye
With your sexy style
Light up this simmerin fire
Bangin bodies
Scorchin saturday
Oh, twisted little game you play
On the arm of a neanderthal
Sitting in his fancy car
Babe you'd wanna get with me
My fire gonna set you free
As always I never know
How things tend to end as so
Always in the waiting line
Never the winning kind
As always I never know
How things tend to end as so
Always in the waiting line
Never the winning kind
Burn burn burn burn
I'm a need your help
Rub it a little Let it burn!)
Burn burn burn burn Girl you outta sight
Man like me gonna treat you right
Show you tricks you ain't never saw
Spit hot fire in your eye
As always I never know
How things tend to end as so
Always in the waiting line
Never the winning kind
As always I never know
How things tend to end as so
Always in the waiting line
Never the winning kind
As always I never know
How things tend to end as so
Always in the waiting line
Never the winning kind
