My Love (All Night)

Kinda meeting at first sight
Dark old bar there ain't no light
Only lamp above my wife
Old bartender not too nice
I got a habit of trusting their eyes
She's in Pell Street but talking Dubai
Married an angel
Talking to angels
All of these people
Really nice
And she held me real tight
I was spending
All my money on him
I was making it all about him
All my money on him
Did I call it serious love
Call it serious love
Call it serious serious
Call it serious serious serious love love
Cause I gave him all of me
Such a beautiful sight to see
Let me hold you real
Let me hold you real tight
Not my fault there were blue skies
Feeling happy was not my type
I was guilty about my life
I had something the others liked