Lover Mine

I been walking round here forever

And I’m minding my own business

I smell the sweet sweet smell of roses

And it reminds me what my nose is

I been listening to Erykah go on and on about where Tyrone is

But, it’s my life and my religion, I don’t need no other motive

I don’t want your guidance

I don’t want your letters

I’m just living my life out on my own (out on her own)

I don’t want your guidance

I don’t want your letters