I grew tired of the same, then one night
Packed my things, told the one I love
I’ll be back one day
Through the fight, through the pain
Booked a flight, took a plane
Told her not to cry
I’ll be back one day…
Uh, Been dreaming this since I was young
So baby girl I’ll be going til I’m gone, gone
Til I’m gone, gone
Til I’m gone
But I wont be gone for too long…
I said I’m in it, I’m in it til the finish
I keep them bottles coming til there aint nothing in it
I’m like Mario on mushrooms
I’m like Popeye on some spinach
We gon keep it coming till I no speaka no english…
