He might Be content with the girl I knew before And they might Clear up the stuff Just so they'll go out more And you know it's a chore When you're moppin' up the floor Of your mind And you know You know it's alright I keep my feelings locked up Real, real tight And just know Just know I'll be there Tomorrow morning, and even tonight She might Be the kind that loses and feels good Tell me Is there a way to get rid of this canker sore? And I know it's a chore When you're moppin' up the floor Of your mind But it don't have to work out every time And you know You know it's alright I keep my feelings locked up Real, real tight And just know Just know I'll be there Tomorrow morning, and even tonight