Make Up

[R. City:]
I give you everything you want
But all you talk about is everything I don't
Why you always talking slick?
It's like I can't do nothing without gettin' lip
Until I throw you on the bed
Put it down, pull your hair, kiss your neck
You love messing with my head
Sometimes I think that you not even upset.

[R. City:]
One day, me no even talking to you
Next day, watch me call yuh
One minute, yuh hate me
Then the next yuh want me put it on yuh.

[Chloe Angelides:]
I love it when we fight just to make up
Funny how bad words turn to making love
I get under your skin, babe, just because
I love it when we fight just to make up.

[R. City:]
Well, make it up to me, baby
I make you happy in the bed
But girl, it's so much better anytime I get ya mad
Why you so wicked and bad?
Attitude makes me wanna bend you over my legs
Scream and yelling de house down
Sometimes ya love me, sometimes ya coming for my head
We ah wake de whole town
Fighting like teenagers all over again.

[R. City:]
You yell and scream
And then I threaten that I'm gonna leave yuh
Then we get back, do it again
And baby, here's the reason.

[Chloe Angelides:]
I love it when we fight just to make up
Funny how bad words turn to making love
I get under your skin, babe, just because
I love it when we fight just to make up.

[Chloe Angelides & R. City:]
Well, make it up to me, baby
I'll make it up to you, baby
I'll make it up to you, baby
I'll make it up to you, make it up to you
I'll make it up to you, baby
Well, make it up to me, baby
Well, make it up to me, baby
Well, make it up to me, make it up to me.

[Chloe Angelides:]
I love it when we fight just to make up
Funny how bad words turn to making love
I get under your skin, babe, just because
I love it when we fight just to make up
I love it when we fight just to make up
And it's funny how bad words turn to making love
I get under your skin, babe, just because
And baby I love it when we fight just to make up.

[R. City:]
Well, make it up to me, baby.