September 2008
You're always up to no good Your fingers in my cookie jar You can have my checkbook, Visa and my MasterCard too Ain't no price to high for what you do You could be my dog I would post your bail bonds
Verse 1 I rememeber way back way back when I said i never wanna see your face again Cause you were loving yes you were loving somebody else And i knew oh yes i knew i couldnt control myself And