Cubicle

You got them bruise's placed upon your legs You got those scratch in marks from rubbing on the ledge I know your story, it won't be upstraight Cause when I'm not there, I know you can't wait This ain't the first time I caught you out again You spent your time You waste the dirty night In a cubicle... You got that lipstick smeared around your face You got them skinny boys staying at your place I know your story, it won't be upstraight Cause when I'm not there, I know you can't wait This ain't the first time I caught you out again You spent all your time In a little cubicle In a cubicle... I've got that lipstick smeared around your face I've got them skinny girls playing at my place I give you stories they won't be upstraight cause when you're not there, you know I can't wait This ain't the first time I caught you out again You spent your time In a little cubicle In a cubicle... In a cubicle...