She Knows My Heart

So basically you're like the only person who's not impressed by any of this and I love that

Work-a-holic, I'm a bad one

Sitting in front of this computer

Couldn't move me with a handgun

Us musicians are a sad bunch

Half the time I can't remember if I had lunch

(But she knows my heart she knows my heart)

She knows my heart (my heart)

She knows my heart (my heart...)

She knows, knows my, knows my

I understood when you were mad at me

I came an hour late but you fled the scene

Spanish waiter said "she peace'd around 9:15

(But she knows my heart she knows my heart)

She knows my heart (my heart)

She knows my heart (my heart...)

She knows, knows my, knows my

Before anybodies trunk knocked

I was a skinny little Italian

With nothing but a jump shot

And if I ever got a hot head

She would call up Judy Bellion

In a hot sec, you bet

(But she knows my heart she knows my heart)

She knows my heart (my heart)

She knows my heart (my heart...)

She knows, knows my, knows my

She's like a song so eclectic

And her eyes are like a string section

And her legs are like a electric guitar

And I'm Hendrix

I'm tempted to shred along her frets kid

You get it?

Like shred along her frets

Like a guitar reference cause her legs...

Like I'm basically explaining this right now

She's not even gonna be able to follow what's going on

And I think, like I said before

That's what I like most about her

What's wrong with me?

She sees past everything

No smoke, no mirrors

To see me clearer

I think about wedding rings

Let me slow down (oh no)

Let me slow down (oh no)

And if she ever left this home

I'd have trouble breathing on my own

Now I feel like you need to know

You gave wings, gave wings to my soul

Thank you Dilla for your swing and pocket

And ridiculous you did, that inspired me

And The Roots, you guys go without say

But she knows my heart...

My heart...

My heart...