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Lyricist: En Vogue
Lyrics:
One little riddle Two little, three little Four little riddle Five little, six little Seven little riddle Eight little riddle Now you know You gotta go
One little riddle Two little, three little Four little riddle Five little, six little Seven little riddle Eight little riddle Now you know You gotta go
Monday morning was the first time That I noticed something strange Going on with you, your kiss was not the same Was it all just in my mind? Or is it something I should pay attention to? Then on Tuesday, having lunch with friends I thought I saw your car Leaving from our favorite restaurant, but too far For my eyes to see what I feel Would be heartbreaking if what I saw was true, ooh
One little riddle Two little, three little Four little riddle Five little, six little Seven little riddle Eight little riddle Now you know You gotta go
One little riddle Two little, three little Four little riddle Five little, six little Seven little riddle Eight little riddle Now you know You gotta go
Wednesday evening Every time the phone would ring, you'd say hello But when I'd come around, you'd say I got to go Your friends never called line two before And I don't know nobody named Tyrone Oh, now it's Thursday You left the house to go to work an hour early You said you had some papers for your boss to sign But you left your briefcase home And when I called your job, they said you were not there, oh yeah
One little riddle Two little, three little Four little riddle Five little, six little Seven little riddle Eight little riddle Now you know You gotta go
One little riddle Two little, three little Four little riddle Five little, six little Seven little riddle Eight little riddle Now you know You gotta go
Friday night is the night we've always had our weekend date But you showed up at the house extremely late Without any conversation, you just went to bed And said that your head ached Now it's the weekend And you know that it's the day I do my cleaning And when I washed your shirts, I just could not believe I'm picking hair weave off your sleeve Found a letter in your pocket from Louise, please
One little riddle Two little, three little Four little riddle Five little, six little Seven little riddle Eight little riddle Now you know You gotta go
One little riddle Two little, three little Four little riddle Five little, six little Seven little riddle Eight little riddle Now you know You gotta go
One little riddle Two little, three little Four little riddle Five little, six little Seven little riddle Eight little riddle Now you know You gotta go
One little riddle Two little, three little Four little riddle Five little, six little Seven little riddle Eight little riddle Now you know You gotta go
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