One hour since my baby left
I catch another breath of outer space
The way she killed her cigarette
Like she'd already seen the death that it would bring
There's something 'bout the way
That she looks to me so sweetly
I'd take her every day
Oo I gotta say
There's something 'bout the way you talk to me
There's something 'bout the way you think
There's something 'bout the way you talk to me
There's something 'bout the way you think
Way you think
Two hours since I grabbed the check
Put the money in the bag
And let it sink
She said until we meet again
But the dogs are on my scent
Till I'm in chains
There's something 'bout the way
That she looks to me so sweetly
I'd take her every day
Oo I gotta say, baby
There's something 'bout the way you talk to me
There's something 'bout the way you think
There's something 'bout the way you talk to me
There's something 'bout the way you think
Way you think
