Trapped In The Closet

Sev en o’ clock in the morn in’ and the rays from the sun wakes me.

I’m stretch in’ and yawn in’ (Esus2)in a bed that don’t be long to me.

And a voice yells, “Good morn ing, dar ling,” from the bath room.

Then (Esus2)she comes out and kiss es me, and to my sur prise she ain’t you.

Now I’ve got this dumb look on my face like what have I done?

How could I (Esus2)be so stu pid to be have laid here til the morn in’ sun.

Must have (C)lost the track of time.

Oh, what was on my mind?

From the (Esus2)club went to her (Esus2)home.

Did n’t plan to stay that long.

(C)Here I am quick ly try’n’ to put on my clothes.

Search in’ for my car keys (Esus2)try’n’ to get on up out the door.

Then she stretched her hands in front of it.

Said, “You can’t go this way.” Looked at her like (Esus2)she was cra zy.

Said, “Wom an move out my way.” Said, “I got a wife at home.” She said, “Please don’t go out there.” “Lad y, I’ve got to get (Esus2)home.” She said her hus band was com in’ up the stairs.

(C)“Shh, shh, qui et.

Hur ry up and get in the clos et.” She said, “Don’t you make a (Esus2)sound or some shit is go in’ down.”

I said, “Why don’t I just go out the win dow?

Yes, ex cept for one thing, we on the fifth floor.”

Think,

think.

“Quick put me in the clos et.”

And now I’m in this dark est clos et try’n’ to fig ure out

just how I’m gon na get my cra zy ass up out this house.

Then he walks in and yells, “I’m home.” She says, “Hon ey, I’m (Esus2)in the room.” He walks in there with a smile on his face say in’, “Hon ey, I been (C)miss in’ you.” She hops all o ver him and says, “I’ve cooked and ran your bath (Esus2)wa ter.” (Esus2)Tell ing you now this girl’s so good that she de serves an (C)Os car.

Throws her in to bed and starts to snatch in’ her clothes off.

I’m in the clos et like, “Man, what the fuck is go in’ on?” You’re not gon na be lieve it but things get deep er as the sto ry goes on.

Next thing you (Esus2)know a call comes through on my cell phone.

I (C)tried my best to quick ly put it on vi brate.

But from the way he (Esus2)act, I could tell it was too late.

He hopp’d up and said, “There’s a mys t’ry go in’ on and I’m gon na solve it.” And I’m like, “God, (Esus2)please don’t let this man o pen this clos et.” He walks in the bath room

and looks be hind the door.

She says, “Ba by, come back to bed.” He says, “Say no more.”

He pulls back the show er cur tain while she’s bit ing her nails.

Then he walks back (Esus2)to the room.

Right now I’m sweat in’ like hell.

Checks un der the bed,

then un der the dress er.

He looks at the clos et.

I pull out my Ber ret ta.

He walks up to the clos et.

He’s close up to the clos et.

Now he’s at the (Esus2)clos et.

Now he’s o pen in’ the clos et.