He played you fast and reined you in
No slow recital. You waited for him on the strip, But no arrival.
Gave it up for him, But only just to let you down, now she wants to run wild
I don't believe that you're from New York
You're from the sky past our view of space
Don't bullshit me tell me you're an angel
And this ain't gon' make no sense no sense but I'll say