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Sleepin' Alone Lyrics - White Trash Beautiful - Everlast

Hello? 

Hey, is she home yet? 

No, she's not home yet 

All right, thanks 

 

Try to get you on the phone 

But your mother says you're gone 

And you ain't coming home 

Girl, I'm sleeping alone 

 

Try to get you on the line 

And ask you to be mine 

But you're so hard to find 

Girl, I'm sleeping alone 

 

Baby girl, she makes the good motion 

Make no mistake, she's deep as the ocean 

Jake never sleeps in the heart of the city 

And God'll never make another woman this pretty 

And I can never guess why she even messed wit' me 

Word to P.Diddy, I treated her shitty 

I'm sick of cliches like opposites attract 

When they drop the drum track, screaming, "Baby, come back" 

 

Reality bites like pit bull fights 

I jump outta bed and throw on my lights 

Your clothes are all gone and you ain't there 

Your makeup drawer is empty 

I found an old picture of you washing your hair 

And now we ain't even friendly 

 

Try to get you on the phone 

But your mother says you're gone 

And you ain't coming home 

Girl, I'm sleeping alone 

 

Try to get you on the line 

And beg you to be mine 

But you're so hard to find 

Girl, I'm sleeping alone 

 

Ain't too many kids that bang like this shorty 

She'll sip champagne, she'll come drink a forty 

Got a smell that entice, dress kinda sporty 

In public she's nice, in private she's naughty 

I had every man's dream in the palm of my hand 

And fucked it all up like the Taliban 

She left town with my ring and wrecked all our plans 

And I don't even care about the fifty grand 

 

Man, to hell with the cash 'cause that ain't the point 

We used to sit around and laugh after smokin' the joint 

We used to watch TV and eat chicken wings 

We had tickle fights, we did the wild things 

Now I'm all alone up in my room 

This house is feelin' empty 

We used to talk about being bride and groom 

And now we ain't even friendly 

 

Try to get you on the phone 

But your mother says you're gone 

And you ain't coming home 

Girl, I'm sleeping alone 

 

Try to get you on the line 

And beg you to be mine 

But you're so hard to find 

Girl, I'm sleeping alone 

 

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry 

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sorry 

I'm sorry, sorry, I'm sorry, sorry 

 

Me corazon ain't comin' home 

The sweetest thing I've ever known 

Turned off her phone, left me alone 

With pain that cuts down to the bone 

It can't be fixed, scars don't heal 

None of these chicks out here is real 

Some of these chicks got sex appeal 

But their souls all come up empty 

Put me in the mix, girl, what's the deal? 

All I'm trying to be is friendly 

 

Try to get you on the phone 

But your mother says you're gone 

And you ain't coming home 

Girl, I'm sleeping alone 

 

Try to get you on the line 

And beg you to be mine 

But you're so hard to find 

Girl, I'm sleeping alone 

 

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry 

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sorry 

I'm sorry, sorry, I'm sorry, sorry 

 

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry 

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sorry 

I'm sorry, sorry, I'm sorry, sorry 

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