| Song | Trapped in the Closet Chapter 1 (Explicit) - Explicit Version |
| Artist | R. Kelly |
| Album | Tp.3 Reloaded |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Kelly | |
| Seven o'clock in the morning | |
| And the rays from the sun wakes me | |
| I'm stretchin' and yawnin' | |
| In a bed that don't belong to me | |
| And a voice yells, 'Good morning, darlin', from the bathroom | |
| Then she comes out and kisses me | |
| And to my surprise, she ain't you | |
| Now I've got this dumb look on my face | |
| Like, what have I done? | |
| How could I be so stupid to be have laid here til the morning sun? | |
| Must of lost the track of time | |
| Oh, what was on my mind? | |
| From the club, went to her home | |
| Didn't plan to stay that long | |
| Here I am, quickly tryin' to put on my clothes | |
| Searching for my car keys | |
| Tryin' to get on up out the door | |
| Then she streched her hands in front of it | |
| Said, 'You can't go this way' | |
| Looked at her, like she was crazy | |
| Said, 'Woman move out my way' | |
| Said, 'I got a wife at home' | |
| She said, 'Please don't go out there' | |
| 'Lady, I've got to get home' | |
| She said, her husband was comin' up the stairs | |
| 'Shh, shh, quiet | |
| Hurry up and get in the closet' | |
| She said, 'Don't you make a sound | |
| Or some shit is going down' | |
| I said, 'Why don't I just go out the window?' | |
| 'Yes, except for one thing, we on the 5th floor' | |
| 'Shit think, shit think, shit quick, put me in the closet' | |
| And now I'm in this darkest closet, tryin' to figure out | |
| Just how I'm gonna get my crazy ass up out this house | |
| Then he walks in and yells, 'I'm home' | |
| She says, 'Honey, I'm in the room' | |
| He walks in there with a smile on his face | |
| Sayin', 'Honey, I've been missin' you' | |
| She hops all over him | |
| And says, 'I've cooked and ran your bath water' | |
| I'm tellin' you now, this girl's so good that she deserves an Oscar | |
| Throws her in the bed | |
| And start to snatchin' her clothes off | |
| I'm in the closet, like man, what the fuck is going on? | |
| You're not gonna believe it | |
| But things get deeper as the story goes on | |
| Next thing you know, a call comes through on my cell phone | |
| I tried my best to quickly put it on vibrate | |
| But from the way he act, I could tell it was too late | |
| He hopped up and said, 'There's a mystery going on | |
| And I'm gonna solve it' | |
| And I'm like, 'God please, don't let this man open this closet' | |
| He walks in the bathroom | |
| And looks behind the door | |
| She says, 'Baby, come back to bed' | |
| He says, 'Bitch, say no more' | |
| He pulls back the shower curtain | |
| While she's biting her nails | |
| Then he walks back to the room | |
| Right now, I'm sweating like hell | |
| Checks under the bed | |
| Then under the dresser | |
| He looks at the closet | |
| I pull out my Baretta | |
| He walks up to the closet | |
| He comes up to the closet | |
| Now he's at the closet | |
| Now he's opening the closet... |
| zuo ci : Kelly | |
| Seven o' clock in the morning | |
| And the rays from the sun wakes me | |
| I' m stretchin' and yawnin' | |
| In a bed that don' t belong to me | |
| And a voice yells, ' Good morning, darlin', from the bathroom | |
| Then she comes out and kisses me | |
| And to my surprise, she ain' t you | |
| Now I' ve got this dumb look on my face | |
| Like, what have I done? | |
| How could I be so stupid to be have laid here til the morning sun? | |
| Must of lost the track of time | |
| Oh, what was on my mind? | |
| From the club, went to her home | |
| Didn' t plan to stay that long | |
| Here I am, quickly tryin' to put on my clothes | |
| Searching for my car keys | |
| Tryin' to get on up out the door | |
| Then she streched her hands in front of it | |
| Said, ' You can' t go this way' | |
| Looked at her, like she was crazy | |
| Said, ' Woman move out my way' | |
| Said, ' I got a wife at home' | |
| She said, ' Please don' t go out there' | |
| ' Lady, I' ve got to get home' | |
| She said, her husband was comin' up the stairs | |
| ' Shh, shh, quiet | |
| Hurry up and get in the closet' | |
| She said, ' Don' t you make a sound | |
| Or some shit is going down' | |
| I said, ' Why don' t I just go out the window?' | |
| ' Yes, except for one thing, we on the 5th floor' | |
| ' Shit think, shit think, shit quick, put me in the closet' | |
| And now I' m in this darkest closet, tryin' to figure out | |
| Just how I' m gonna get my crazy ass up out this house | |
| Then he walks in and yells, ' I' m home' | |
| She says, ' Honey, I' m in the room' | |
| He walks in there with a smile on his face | |
| Sayin', ' Honey, I' ve been missin' you' | |
| She hops all over him | |
| And says, ' I' ve cooked and ran your bath water' | |
| I' m tellin' you now, this girl' s so good that she deserves an Oscar | |
| Throws her in the bed | |
| And start to snatchin' her clothes off | |
| I' m in the closet, like man, what the fuck is going on? | |
| You' re not gonna believe it | |
| But things get deeper as the story goes on | |
| Next thing you know, a call comes through on my cell phone | |
| I tried my best to quickly put it on vibrate | |
| But from the way he act, I could tell it was too late | |
| He hopped up and said, ' There' s a mystery going on | |
| And I' m gonna solve it' | |
| And I' m like, ' God please, don' t let this man open this closet' | |
| He walks in the bathroom | |
| And looks behind the door | |
| She says, ' Baby, come back to bed' | |
| He says, ' Bitch, say no more' | |
| He pulls back the shower curtain | |
| While she' s biting her nails | |
| Then he walks back to the room | |
| Right now, I' m sweating like hell | |
| Checks under the bed | |
| Then under the dresser | |
| He looks at the closet | |
| I pull out my Baretta | |
| He walks up to the closet | |
| He comes up to the closet | |
| Now he' s at the closet | |
| Now he' s opening the closet... |
| zuò cí : Kelly | |
| Seven o' clock in the morning | |
| And the rays from the sun wakes me | |
| I' m stretchin' and yawnin' | |
| In a bed that don' t belong to me | |
| And a voice yells, ' Good morning, darlin', from the bathroom | |
| Then she comes out and kisses me | |
| And to my surprise, she ain' t you | |
| Now I' ve got this dumb look on my face | |
| Like, what have I done? | |
| How could I be so stupid to be have laid here til the morning sun? | |
| Must of lost the track of time | |
| Oh, what was on my mind? | |
| From the club, went to her home | |
| Didn' t plan to stay that long | |
| Here I am, quickly tryin' to put on my clothes | |
| Searching for my car keys | |
| Tryin' to get on up out the door | |
| Then she streched her hands in front of it | |
| Said, ' You can' t go this way' | |
| Looked at her, like she was crazy | |
| Said, ' Woman move out my way' | |
| Said, ' I got a wife at home' | |
| She said, ' Please don' t go out there' | |
| ' Lady, I' ve got to get home' | |
| She said, her husband was comin' up the stairs | |
| ' Shh, shh, quiet | |
| Hurry up and get in the closet' | |
| She said, ' Don' t you make a sound | |
| Or some shit is going down' | |
| I said, ' Why don' t I just go out the window?' | |
| ' Yes, except for one thing, we on the 5th floor' | |
| ' Shit think, shit think, shit quick, put me in the closet' | |
| And now I' m in this darkest closet, tryin' to figure out | |
| Just how I' m gonna get my crazy ass up out this house | |
| Then he walks in and yells, ' I' m home' | |
| She says, ' Honey, I' m in the room' | |
| He walks in there with a smile on his face | |
| Sayin', ' Honey, I' ve been missin' you' | |
| She hops all over him | |
| And says, ' I' ve cooked and ran your bath water' | |
| I' m tellin' you now, this girl' s so good that she deserves an Oscar | |
| Throws her in the bed | |
| And start to snatchin' her clothes off | |
| I' m in the closet, like man, what the fuck is going on? | |
| You' re not gonna believe it | |
| But things get deeper as the story goes on | |
| Next thing you know, a call comes through on my cell phone | |
| I tried my best to quickly put it on vibrate | |
| But from the way he act, I could tell it was too late | |
| He hopped up and said, ' There' s a mystery going on | |
| And I' m gonna solve it' | |
| And I' m like, ' God please, don' t let this man open this closet' | |
| He walks in the bathroom | |
| And looks behind the door | |
| She says, ' Baby, come back to bed' | |
| He says, ' Bitch, say no more' | |
| He pulls back the shower curtain | |
| While she' s biting her nails | |
| Then he walks back to the room | |
| Right now, I' m sweating like hell | |
| Checks under the bed | |
| Then under the dresser | |
| He looks at the closet | |
| I pull out my Baretta | |
| He walks up to the closet | |
| He comes up to the closet | |
| Now he' s at the closet | |
| Now he' s opening the closet... |