LYRIC

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When I’m down I make a call
Got the number written on the wall
First it’s busy then I try again
Oh, who’s she talking to, could it be him?

I got the number and it starts to ring
I get excited and I start to dream
I start to fantasize of memory lane
Then she answers and she says right way
She says “I’m home on my own, home all alone”
So I got off the phone

She’s tight
She’s ahead of her time
She’s tight
She’s one of a kind
She’s tight
She’s a talented girl
She’s tight
She’s got her head down tight

I have something got to say to you
Amnesia and my train of thought
On the tip, the tip of my tongue
I had a vision when I was young

You floated in, we floated up
Through the window and down the hall
I had a smoke and went upstairs
Turned the door and opened the key
She spoke “I’m on my own, home all alone”
So I got off the phone

She’s tight
She’s ahead of her time
She’s tight
She’s one of a kind
She’s tight
She’s a talented girl
She’s tight
She’s got her head down tight

She’s tight
She’s giving me the go
She’s tight
She’s giving me the high sign
She’s tight
We’ll turn off the lights
She’s tight
Pull down the shades
She’s nice, she’s tight
Turn on the cam’ra
She’s nice, she’s tight
And getting ready for action

She’s nice, she’s tight
She’s nice, she’s tight
Turn off the radio
She’s nice, she’s tight
She’s nice, she’s tight
Turn on the video

She’s nice, she’s tight
She’s giving me the go
She’s nice, she’s tight
She’s giving me the high sign
She’s nice, she’s tight
We’ll turn off the lights
She’s nice, she’s tight
Pull down the shades
She’s nice, she’s tight
Turn on the cam’ra

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