[Travie McCoy] AhhhhhI usually avoid any type of confrontation Conversation, in moderation Lips sealed but my fingers are flyin As the hours pass they grow more impatient My phone is mad lettered, especially when I'm sauced up And I admit that I'm ashamed But there's Melissa, Theresa, and Emily - what a toss-up! But that's the best part of the game And I'm really a novice aspirin alcoholic Drownin the day's pain in hops, barley and grain Thinkin of ways to convince one to join me in the company of low lifes all doin the same So - I start textin (ay) I keep textin Hey! I can't stop it's my obsession Yep, it's like fishin, my words are like lures If they bite the bait cool, if not call it a night
[Chorus] We can't, more like we shouldn't And I know... And I try, to be a good boy But it's hard...
(I start textin, I keep textin) (I can't stop it's my obsession)
[Travie McCoy] Now ask yourself this - is love a tender thing? Too rough? Too rude? Too boisterous? Well - I'll tell you what man, I had it once and it was fun but not enough 'Tis torture, and not mercy Heaven is where my phone lives In my pocket, so cozy Oh what a joy replies give It seems Melissa's babysittin and Theresa's workin late But Emily's on her way to East 11th on the train And that's when I remember Patty from West Philly She said I'm in your area three minutes away So - I stop textin, no more textin Yep, it's like fishin, my words are like lures If they bite the bait cool, if not call it a night
[Chorus] - 2X
(I start textin, I keep textin) (I can't stop it's my obsession)
[Patty Crash] I know you think I'm wreckless, move so fast Slow down! I think I love so I told him by the inter-text message He wrote back, \"Me too! I was just sittin' here thinkin 'bout you\" I know I want him but I can't and I shouldn't Tried to put my phone down, damn! But I couldn't Stayed on the phone with him all night long Text message when I'm gone
