My Doorbell

Im thinkin about my doorbell
When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it
Yeah, Im thinkin about my doorbell
When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it
Yeah, Im thinkin about my doorbell
When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it
yeah, I been thinkin about my doorbell

Oh, well

Well whim in and chip in me kisses
Not the man in my life i know
And I been goin to Mystery Miss
I respect the art at the show
Take back what you said little girl
And while youre at it take yourself back too
Well Im tired of sittin and waitin
And woman, whatcha gonna do now,
whatcha gonna do about it

Yeah, Im thinkin about the doorbell
When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it
Yeah, Im thinkin about the doorbell
When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it oh
Im thinkin about my doorbell
When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it
Yeah, I been thinkin about my doorbell

Oh, well

You dont seem to come around
Point your finger and make a sound
You dont seem to come around
Knock knock since you knocked it down?

Oh, well

Make a sound and Ill make you feel right
Right at home, yeah
Yeah, right at home, yeah

Nobody got me waitin in pain,
But how come its so easy to you?
You know its like me as at times I be careless
But your words seem so obtuse
But then again I know you feel guilty
And you tell me you want me again
But I dont need any of your pity
I got plenty of my own friends
Theyre all above me

And Ive been thinkin about the doorbell
When they gonna ring it, when they gonna ring it
Yeah, Ive been thinkin about the doorbell
When they gonna ring it, when they gonna ring it oh
Ive been thinkin about the doorbell
When they gonna ring it, when they gonna ring it
Yeah, I been thinkin about the doorbell

Oh, well

They dont seem to come around
Push the finger and make a sound
They dont seem to come around
Maybe they theyll knock em down

Oh, well

Make a sound and Ill make you feel right
Right at home
Right at home

Im thinkin about my doorbell
When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it
Im thinkin about my