Spare - Luke Howard

Oh, oh Yeah, oh, oh Sheesh, yeah, yeah This gon' be your favorite song, yeah What you doing now, what you doing later? What you doing when you wake up? What you doing out? Hit mi casa later You don't even need no makeup Girl, do me a favor Tell me, would you be my lunchtime? On your lunch break before you go home Could you squeeze a nigga in you, baby? Maybe while you getting dressed Maybe when you in the shower Have your meeting in my bed I just need a half an hour Come through, come through, what you doing in your spare time? Come through, come through, can I do you in your spare time? I know you busy, girl, yeah, you got work tomorrow, yeah You don't go to clubs, no, that's why your money long, long Baby girl, you should come through in your spare time Where are you in your spare time? Hey girl, won't you come through in your spare time? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, in your spare time Oh girl, you know I wish I could hit you right now You know exactly what would go down I've been up and down your whole page Thinking 'bout you screaming my name What you doing in your spare time? Can I do you in your spare time? What you doing when you get home from work? If you need it like me, could you swing by? Know your career on a incline Baby, I don't need a set time Early in the morning or late at night Know you got a little spare time Come through, come through, what you doing in your spare time? Come through, come through, can I do you in your spare time? I know you busy, girl, yeah, you got work tomorrow, yeah You don't go to clubs, no, that's why your money long, long Baby girl, you should come through in your spare time Where are you in your spare time? Hey girl, won't you come through in your spare time? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, in your spare time I know you working, baby I know you got hoes on your line I know you busy, baby Won't take up too much of your time I know you nasty, baby I know you need that in your life So, I'ma just creep up from behind You at your friend house, I don't mind Come through, come through, what you doing in your spare time? Come through, come through, can I do you in your spare time? I know you busy, girl, yeah, you got work tomorrow, yeah You don't go to clubs, no, that's why your money long, long Baby girl, you should come through in your spare time Where are you in your spare time? Is you at the crib or nah? Is you at the job or nah? Is you in the bed or nah? In need of some head or nah? Just let me know Just let me know girl, when you got some spare time

J'ai vendu ma misère pour une voix de soumission Au fond de moi la sentinelle pouvait briller sans exception Et les sourires étaient les mêmes A-t-on le cri du coeur, la vérité ou la raison Vous n'entendez donc que la bête et ses réponses à vos questions Est-ce que la fièvre est un délit d'opinion Est-ce que ma peine était un vote de sanction Et la sentinelle qui trouve réponse à mes questions Serait-ce la bête Serait-ce la bête Ou bien l'oppression Mon cri sert de silence aux fossoyeurs de compassion Aux mijaurées de la suffisance, aux incendiaires de l'unisson Quand un sourire décède d'avoir trop souri à l'opinion À cette soupape, cette sainte-atelle, j'aurais pu encore dire non Est-ce que la fièvre est un délit d'opinion Est-ce que ma peine était un vote de sanction Et la sentinelle qui trouve réponse à mes questions Serait-ce la bête Serait-ce la bête Ou bien l'oppression Ou bien l'oppression Ou bien l'oppression Ravale donc ta rengaine Ravale donc tes sanglots De l'amour ou de la haine Qui donc aura bon dos J'ai eu ce cri de guerre pas en faux-frére mais en sans-nom Je donne ma main à l'enfer, sous vos crachats, ma rédition Est-ce que la fièvre est un délit d'opinion Est-ce que ma peine était un vote de sanction Et la sentinelle qui trouve réponse à mes questions Serait-ce la bête Serait-ce la bête Ou bien l'oppression

Mr. Hughes, how are you? I know it's been a while But I've been dying, trying to capture A billion smiles People like us, we are Always misunderstood Though there's ups and downs the bad outshines the good Howard you're a 10, but I'm not sure this ends well Hold it close to your heart What ever happened to Howard Hughes? I guess life wasn't good to you You gave it all you got, and still they threw you out For being you Even with our success we're as good as dead Our worst critics were in our head Society don't accept me or you And all our friends agree People say we're done for We're liabilities But I brought property on the thin line between genius and insanity You wrote the books on brains and wealth, and looks Ahead of both our times Free thinkers only thrive in history books Howard you're a 10, but I'm not sure this ends well Hold it close to your heart What ever happened to Howard Hughes? I guess life wasn't good to you You gave it all you got, and still they threw you out For being you Even with our success we're as good as dead Our worst critics were in our head Society don't accept me or you And all our friends agree Howard, my dear Was it films and planes that made you this way? Howard, my dear They spoke and we're jokes Howard you're a 10, but I'm not sure this ends well Hold it close to your heart What ever happened to Howard Hughes? I guess life wasn't good to you You gave it all you got, and still they threw you out For being you Even with our success we're as good as dead Our worst critics were in our head Society don't accept me or you And all our friends agree