Sublime — Romeo

[Verse 1] I have a secret place Inside my mind Where I keep hidden inspiration you won't find And when my petty anger Goes to my head You'll find I'm better off dead Oh, and I don't hold the key To find out what is killing me It's been so long but some how I just still care [Chorus] I am a Romeo Am a Romeo With no place to go Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey [Verse 2] Sometimes I think you hate me Hang up the phone But take a closer look, this hate I feel is my own So many times I've loved you more than myself It's time to take that love and put it on the shelf Oh, and when I hold you tight It makes me want to scream and fight Love turned to hate Somehow it's just, how it's just, how it's just too late [Chorus] I am a Romeo Am a Romeo With no place to go Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up Hey, hey, hey, hey Pick it up, pick it up Hey, hey Pick it up Hey Pick it up Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey [Bridge] Rock the Reggae music 'cause it sounds so fine, right! When I hold you tight, in my arms you are mine But in the morning when I wake up and I still feel the same I know something going on, and I know who's to blame. Every time I tell you I'm the real Romeo It fills my soul and heart with anger, pain, and sorrow 'Cause something's going on, and I think you should know So listen to my rhyme, 'cause this is how it goes: In a tight mini short, in a short mini skirt It feels so wrong and it feels so right The more I think about it, you're a pain in the ass I told you many times, this time it's gonna last Want the kind of woman who can make me feel right Not sloppy drunk sex on a Saturday night, 'cause [Chorus] I am a Romeo Am a Romeo With no place to go Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Pick it up Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Alright! [Instrumental Break] [Verse 3] Pull up your honey if you gotta one see Because you're down with the style, 'cause you're down with me Oh, rig the selector when you're on the mixer Along with Peter Metro upon the echo chamber Two, one, no they must see but no, they can't test me Two, three of them come and say you can't test me Because me rock the reggae music in a different style Me rock the kinda reggae music right on time Because your down with the band that they call Sublime, Right! Don't take it too slow, don't take me wrong Me know which way to go, me, me, me all right Me rock the reggae music day and all night [Outro] Makes you wanna explode Makes me wanna explode Makes me wanna explode Makes you wanna explode Sometimes it makes you wanna explode