The marrying kind

If U leave her now
U ain't never gonna see her again
She's gonna need a shoulder 2 cry on
She's gonna need a friend
She's gonna need a pillow case
Something 2 put those tears on
And Eye've got some purple satin laces
One second later than the second U're gone

She's gonna miss U at first
But then she's gonna buy me things
That's when Eye'm gonna lay her
Across my piano stool and sing 2 her...

Chorus
"Honey, Eye tried 2 tell him
That U were the marrying kind
A faithful one-man woman
Best he would ever find
Eye guess he wasn't trying 2 hear that
So there ain't nothing left 2 say
Eye tried 2 tell him that if U run 2 me
Eye won't run away."

If U leave her now
U'll never get another glimpse
Eye'm gonna lace her
With enough ice 2 recap the pole
There might be another solar eclipse
She's gonna find out
What Eye like in my eggs,
My bathwater
And how a brutha likes 2 b touched
Eye am gonna put her on
The same diet Missy went on
U know she eats 2 much tonight

She's gonna miss U at first
Then she'll get used 2 me
All of the tricks Eye would try
2 make her take this ring
And make love 2 me

Chorus