text: Sweet, sweet hold you gently have over me
  Caught me with your eyes and lips like sweet honey
  Too bad Ill never know how sweet the honey tastes
  Cause the average girl simply won that race
  That race you kept on giving me
  Left me hanging wanting more when you broke free
  Bet shes sweet but not as sweet as I couldve been
  Girls like her come and go like the boring wind
  But Im the type that stays
  Your heart and my heart in many different ways
  I call you making sure that youre alright
  In the day or in the middle of the night
  Sorry if that isnt good enough
  Confusion has become a little rough
  And Ill be on you like the clothes you wear
  And run my fingers through your curled gelled hair
  But for now Ill let the race be won by the girl without a boy at home
  Hands so purple
  From the knuckle aches
  Its cause they
  Create fragile hearts to break
  But a player soon will see that
  His karma goes bad
  When the girl that he wants
  Stabs him in the back
  But Im the type that stays
  Your heart and my heart in many different ways
  I call you making sure that youre alright
  In the day or in the middle of the night
  Sorry if that isnt good enough
  Confusion has become a little rough
  And Ill be on you like the clothes you wear
  And run my fingers through your curled gelled hair
  But for now Ill let the race be won by the girl without a boy at home