The only mold I fit is my own Grown As you slip through the cracks take a toke Stone cold Yeah you cling on every line hooked tight no you won't let go With a polo whip and a choke I spoke With a gift silver tongue I awoke As a ghost Oh she been around throwing in with another tie Still the mirror frowns another face from another night Yeah she been around I know the type As a thief creeping free in the night the light's out Comes easily only me making love to another song Silver tongue on the run hide your woman or break the mold Oh Don't go out big players on the town getting loud Yeah you cling on every line hooked tight on the rolling show Yeah she been around throwing in with another tie While the mirror frowns another face from another night Crystal crowds pull me in take another flight Hardly breaking ground cut me in take another slice Yeah she been around I know the type