can you explain what you was thinkin’? / can you explain why you done lost your mind? / can you explain what you was thinkin’? / can you explain why you was always lying?

just ran into my ex-bitch / you know, the one I gave the necklace? / the one that crept with other dudes and got reckless? / I bet this is going to seem a surprise but I still catch them feelings when I look in her eyes, player / even after all of them lies and hard tries / no matter how she did me, man I still feel obliged to treat her with respect even though she don’t deserve it / she’s a bad habit, just waiting to resurface / and I’m nervous when I have to deal with her still get her under my skin even though I can’t begin to describe how foul her style when it came to hypocritical behavior / man, I should’ve just played her

it’s them same funky feelings that I’m gettin’ again / and it’s a shame when you’re dealing with your ex-girlfriend after she done played you like a dusty piece of vinyl / I’m saying, this time it’s really final

can you explain…

look, bro I know you’re thinking, “What the hell? Pete done fell under the spell of some ghetto Jezebel” / and it’s true, not very thuggish or rapper-like of me to get caught up with a girl who didn’t really love me / it got ugly for a second there, homie / lonely ass Pedro missin’ my one and only / but you know me, a fella gotta be strong / keep on and bounce back like ping pong / word to my dad I had it bad for months / more than once I went to call her, man, I can’t even front / and if Sprint didn’t suck I would’ve let my guard fall / but every single time I tried my phone dropped the call / thank you Sprint PCS for having such faulty service / that you saved me from this foul-ass bitch!

it’s them same funky feelings that I’m gettin’ again / and it’s a shame when you’re dealing with your ex-girlfriend after she done played you like a dusty piece of vinyl / I’m saying, this time it’s really final

can you explain…

alright already boo hoo / I know it, homie, you knew the moment you met her that she was bad news / had you fooled not for one minute but I was in it knee deep / picture that, me, Pete gettin’ that ill treatment on frequent occasions / my patience wearing thin like the skin on a soap bubble / yeah, she was trouble but inspiring, son / had a feeling I’d be burned when it was finally done / and as it came to pass she was a pain in the ass / instead of being “the one” she was relationship class / bright lights burn fast then they’re gone in a flash / I find myself trying to ask “what the hell was on my mind?” / I know that love is blind and some of the time it ain’t easy but believe me if she’s one of a kind she can make up for every other break up and wake up that guarded part of your heart that started to smart / so I’ve got no regrets and in the end I would do it again / I keep the faith, no matter how I might pretend / and I commend all of y’all who keep an open mind ‘cause real love ain’t easy to find

It’s them same funky feelings that I’m gettin’ again / and it’s a shame when you’re dealing with your ex-girlfriend after she done played you like a dusty piece of vinyl / I’m saying, I guess it’s never final

Can you explain…