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Trapped In The Closet (Chapter 1)
R. Kelly

Lyrics

Seven o'clock in the mornin', and the rays from the sun wakes me.
I'm stretchin' and yawnin' in a bed that don't belong to me.
And a voice yells, "Good mornin', darlin'," from the bathroom.
Then she comes out and kisses me and to my surprise, she ain't you.

Now I've got this dumb look on my face like, what have I done?
How could I be so stupid to have laid here 'til the mornin' sun?
Must have lost track of time.
Oh, what was on my mind?
From the club, went to her home,
didn't plan to stay there long.

Here I am, quickly tryin' to put on my clothes, searchin' for my car keys, tryin' to get on up out the door.
Then she stretched her hands in front of it, said, "You can't go this way."
Looked at her like she was crazy, I said, "Woman, move out my way."

I said, "I got a wife at home."
She said, "Please don't go out there."
"Lady, I've got to get home."
She said her husband was comin' up the stairs.
"Shh, shh, quiet, hurry up and get in the closet."
She said, "Don't you make a sound or some s**t is goin' down."

I said, "Why don't I just go out the window?"
"Yes, except for one thing, we on the fifth floor."
"S**t, think, s**t, think, s**t, quick, put me in the closet."

And now I'm in this dark ass closet tryin' to figure out just how I'm gonna get my crazy ass up out this house.
Then he walks in and yells, "I'm home."
She says, "Honey, I'm in the room."
He walks in there with a smile on his face, sayin', "Honey, I've been missin' you."
She hops all over him and says, "I've cooked and ran your bath water."

Tellin' you now, this girl's so good that she deserves an Oscar.
Throws her in the bed and starts snatchin' her clothes off.
I'm in the closet, like man, what the f**k is goin' on?
You're not gonna believe it, but things get deeper as the story goes on.
Next thing you know, a call comes through on my cell phone.

I tried my best to quickly put it on vibrate.
But from the way he act, I could tell it was too late.
He hopped up and said, "There's a mystery goin' on and I'm gonna solve it."
And I'm like, "God please, don't let this man open this closet."

He walks in the bathroom and looks behind the door.
She says, "Baby, come back to bed."
He says, "B***h, say no more."
He pulls back the shower curtain while she's biting her nails.
Then he walks back to the room.
Right now I'm sweatin' like hell.

Checks under the bed, then opens the dresser.
He looks at the closet, I pull out my Baretta.
He walks up to the closet, he comes up to the closet.
Now he's at the closet, now he's openin' the closet.

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