I hope you see me when I'm dressed up
When I'm walking out the hallways
In my Fiorucci set up
I'm messed up
I still love god, so bless up
I'm praying on me knees, hoping I can get something so rich out of you
I fantasize to cope with
With you loving me I hope that
My fantasies will prosper
And I don't even know this guy, maybe I'm just too high
I'll look him dead in the eyes and say let's give it a try
I'm still trying to find my way
To your heart but you just won't see
I hope you trust in me
To be your baby-g
I'm such a diamond, boy
I'll blind you with my love
I'm such a slut for your attention
When I'm walking around the campus in my Bellamy extensions
The tension, I'm feeling your affection
So let's go out and party, and let Jesus do the talking
What if I fell into your arms?
And made a scene just for your mom?
And tell your friend that he can join too
'Cause I'm open minded to anything I put my mind to
I fantasize to cope with
With you loving me I hope that
My fantasies will prosper
Maybe I'm just mental drunk and he's just not all that
But I'll still want him to come over and give it a smack
I'm still trying to find my way
To your heart but you just won't see
I hope you trust in me
To be your baby-g
I'm such a diamond, boy
I'll blind you with my love
(I don't even know this guy, I don't even know this guy)
(I don't even know this guy, I don't even know this guy)
(Maybe I'm just mental drunk, maybe I'm just mental drunk)
(Maybe I'm just mental drunk, maybe I'm just mental drunk)
(I don't even know this guy, I don't even know this guy)
(I don't even know this guy, I don't even know this guy)
(Maybe I'm just mental drunk, maybe I'm just mental drunk)
(Maybe I'm just mental drunk, maybe I'm just mental drunk)
I'm still trying to find my way
To your heart but you just won't see
I hope you trust in me
To be your baby-g
I'm such a diamond, boy
I'll blind you with my love
I hope you trust in me
To be your baby-g
I'm such a diamond, boy
I'll blind you with my love