Dumb R. Kelly Lyric of the Week, ed.2
Put on some clothes and lets go to the IHOP, baby
(Let’s go to the IHOP babe)
No, no, no (Baby we just made love)
No matter how good the food may taste
(No matter how the food may taste)
I’m still thinking about your body baby, yes I am
(It’s your body I’m thinking of)
…What in random delicious pancakey hell?
Plus, who else ain’t buying that R. Kelly knows what the word ‘etcetera’ means?