Sick of Being Lonely - Field Mob (lyrics) I\u0027m so sick of being lonely Every night while my man goes out with his homies I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved Sick of being lonely Every night while my man goes out with his homies I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved (ay, ay, ay) Any other night, you\u0027d be at home waitin\u0027 on me, yeah (what\u0027s goin\u0027 on?) Any other night, you\u0027d be actin\u0027 like a bugaboo, ooh (what\u0027s goin\u0027 on?) Any other night, you\u0027d be callin\u0027 me, stallin\u0027 me, ha (what\u0027s goin\u0027 on?) Any other night, I can guarantee a page from you, ooh (what\u0027s goin\u0027 on?) But tonight seem different Man, it\u0027s about this fishy (I\u0027m so confused) \u0027Cause I ain\u0027t even get shh My wife ain\u0027t hit me on my pager or cell And when I call her, I keep gettin\u0027 the damn voice mail What\u0027s goin\u0027 on? Yeah, I know I\u0027m wrong For goin\u0027 and comin\u0027 home at \u0027bout four in the mornin\u0027 Hopin\u0027 ya home alone like Culkin But I picked the wrong time, and respect will be expected I\u0027m so sick of being lonely Every night while my man goes out with his homies I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved Sick of being lonely Every night while my man goes out with his homies (yeah, yeah) I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I\u0027m so sick of bein\u0027 lon- Ahh, don\u0027t finish yo\u0027 statement You alone call me, I\u0027ll be your replacement Put me in the game coach, you can let that lame go Let me lick you on your neck and go down to your ankles \u0027Cause ain\u0027t no mo\u0027 better, freakier feller From the field to creep wit\u0027, when ya guys are dummy Honey you lookin\u0027 good, and mo\u0027 gooder than a late of neck bones Tenderized and yummy, the energizer bunny can\u0027t compete with me \u0027Cause I be goin\u0027 and goin\u0027, rowin\u0027 With mo\u0027 motion than ya\u0027 ocean from night to mornin\u0027 Hit it huffin\u0027 and puffin\u0027, breath stankin\u0027 and yawnin\u0027 Something so pretty as you at home alone That\u0027s unbelievable, like when the cow jumped over the moon Now, I never put nothin\u0027 before you That\u0027s like eatin\u0027 cereal, pickin\u0027 a fork over a spoon I\u0027m so sick of being lonely Every night while my man goes out with his homies I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved Sick of being lonely Every night while my man goes out with his homies I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved I\u0027m so sick of being lonely Every night while my man goes out with his homies I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved Sick of being lonely Every night while my man goes out with his homies I wanna know how it feels to be loved, be loved This is a Jazze Phizzle product-shizzle My nizzle ha (my nizzle) Jazzy Pha (Jazzy Pha) Feel my (feel my) \u0027torical (yeah, yeah) It\u0027s beautiful daddy (ooh-woo) Oh boy!