Claudia Field: Music

“Tales of the Great Cockblock”

Verse
I was you own private sex machine
Maybe that’s why you don’t trust me
Or is it his intentions that you don’t trust
Best friend or not you know he wants to do me
And his eyes yeah, they’re drinking me in
Like I’m the last call special in a tall glass of gin
I’m ready to be poured and be his sweet ass tonic
Are you pissed off baby ‘cuz you know that he wants me
Chorus
Can you picture me and your best friend
Doing it on my couch
You took away the keys to your kingdom
Don’t expect to keep the ones to my house
Verse
Your words were like swords swift and to the point
Now I’m dropping my pants like a scene on your
Cutting room floor, here’s some tape for you to rewind
Your great kiss off is never far from my mind
Four months of heaven became a love unleavened
You’ll never admit your stupid mistake
So why can’t your best friend get laid?
Chorus
So picture me and your best friend
Doing it on my couch
You took away my keys to your kingdom
So don’t expect to keep the ones to my house
‘Cuz tonight I’m leaving the door unlocked
So baby rip another page from the Tales of your Great Cockblock
Bridge
You’re either ready to drive or you’re not
The chauffeur of silence is ready to talk
And your boy he’s ready to pick up
The crumbs from where you left off
Chorus
So picture me and your best friend
Doing it on your couch
You took away my keys to your kingdom
So don’t expect to keep the ones to my house
‘Cuz tonight I’m leaving the door unlocked
So baby rip another page from the Tales of your Great Cockblock
Ad Libs
Cockblock, cockblock
So picture me and your best friend, cockblock
‘Cuz we’ll be doing it on your couch
‘Cuz he wants a taste of what you always had
‘Cuz he knows I was the best that you ever had
Tales of the Great Cockblock

Lyrics: Claudia Field, Music: Claudia Field & Jeremy Nesse
@ 2005 LavaMamaMusic/BMI, Honey-B Music/BMI