FanMail Album

Artist(s): TLC

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FanMail

producer: Cyptron
lead vocals: T‐Boz, Chilli, Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes and Vic‐E
mixer: Alvin Speights
recording engineer: Leslie Brathwaite and Carlton Lynn
arranger: Dallas Austin
background vocals: Debra Killings, Chilli and T‐Boz
sound engineer: Rick Sheppard
assistant mixer: Vernon Mungo
assistant recording engineer: “Jazzy Jeff” Griffin and Sejoon Kahng
composer: Dallas Austin
lyricist: Dallas Austin

Waited for you for so long
Too many days since January
I'm still sittin' Miss Alone
We should've did this already

Said I got an e-mail today
Kinda thought that you forgot about me
So I wanna hit you back to say
Just like you ? I get lonely

Baby I could really get to know you
Take my time to show you
Don't tell anybody what we do
When I get lonely

Take me to another place
Where I'll be into space
Just you and me wit no rules
Just like you ? I get lonely too

Just like you -- I get lonely too

Ready for us to get it on
Ain't got a love to call steady
Hope it ain't like that for long
I'll be your friend if you let me
Don't want to come on strong
?Cause too many people want to get me
But a girl will do what I gotta do
Just like you -- I get lonely

Baby I could really get to know you
Take my time to show you
Don't tell anybody what we do
When I get lonely

Take me to another place
Where I'll be into space
Just you and me wit no rules
Just like you ? I get lonely too

Just like you -- I get lonely too

Everyday I think I'm gonna meet ya
Can't wait ?til the day I see ya
Know that you just might be the one for me

Everyday I think I'm gonna meet ya
Can't wait ?til the day I see ya
Know that you just might be the one I need

The Vic‐E Interpretation (interlude)

length: 0:19
producer: Cyptron
mixer: Carlton Lynn
spoken vocals: Vic‐E
composer: Dallas Austin
lyricist: Dallas Austin
In the club
People use material things
To increase their chances of a pick up
Such as diamond Rolexes, Prada bags
And Versace outfits
I guess it makes them feel special
In Japan they just two to the one and two

Silly Ho

length: 4:16
producer: Cyptron
lead vocals: Chilli, Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes and T‐Boz
mixer: Alvin Speights
recording engineer: Leslie Brathwaite and Carlton Lynn
background vocals: Debra Killings
sound engineer: Rick Sheppard
assistant mixer: Vernon Mungo
assistant recording engineer: Anthony “Ty” Hudson
other vocals: Vic‐E, Whild Peach, Kevin Wales, Anthony “Ty” Hudson, T‐Boz, Stannis Smith, Sonji, Leslie Brathwaite, Joi, Dallas Austin and Carolyn Paige
composer: Dallas Austin
lyricist: Dallas Austin
I ain't never been no silly ho
Waiting for your call
Like the other girls want u
I ain't never been the one to mess
Wit' someone else's mess
That's not a thang for me to do
I ain't never been the chicken head
To wake up in your head
After every club or two
I ain't gonna be the one in mini skirts
Always wanna flirt
Wit' every playa on the team

So if you really wanna find
Someone to get some behind
I ain't the one for you
And if you really wanna know
Boy you need a silly ho
To do whatever you wanna do

I ain't never been no silly *****
Waiting to get rich
From a ***** bank account
I have always had my own things
Bought my own rings
Not gonna let you catch me out
You should take a lesson from me
I ain't the one to be
Depending on someone else
I can run a scam before he can
I'm betta than a man
I always keep my game on deck

Whispering Playa (interlude)

length: 0:53
producer: Dallas Austin
vocal: Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes
mixer: Carlton Lynn
spoken vocals: Michael Allen
writer: Dallas Austin, Lorenzo Martin, Rick James
Woo, hoo hoo!
Yo yo yo yo yo what's up what's up!

Look to the left

What's up girl, what's up?

Man, check out another one

I know

What's up, how you doin' how you doin'?

I can't believe you sittin' up here, know what I'm sayin?

I see you and your girl in here trynna floss or whatever

Why don't you just get rid of your friend

Who are you talkin' about Chilli?

Yeah, well you know
I ain't even recognize

Girl

What's up Left Eye you know what I'm sayin
You just bring little peeps and everything
We can go and get in my

Stretch pipe but ya know what I'm sayin...

Ha ha ha

We can split this club

Man, can you please get out of my ear.

Oh I got it I got it I got it I see
Y'all rollin' together
Ya know what I'm sayin'
Well we can just bounce to my crib
Ya know what I'm sayin

Do that menage-a-tois

You know what I'm sayin'
I'm down
We can break it down

Chilli do you hear something?

Girl come on let's go

No Scrubs

length: 3:37
producer: Kevin “She’kspere” Briggs
lead vocals: Chilli, T‐Boz and Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes
mixer: Leslie Brathwaite
recording engineer: Carlton Lynn
background vocals: Chilli, Tameka “Tiny” Cottle, Kandi and Debra Killings
sound engineer: Kevin “She’kspere” Briggs
assistant mixer: Vernon Mungo
assistant recording engineer: Anthony “Ty” Hudson
writer: Kevin “She’kspere” Briggs, Tameka “Tiny” Cottle, Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes, Kandi
A scrub is a guy that think he's fine
And is also known as a buster
Always talkin' about what he wants
And just sits on his broke ***
So (no)

I don't want your number (no)
I don't want to give you mine and (no)
I don't want to meet you nowhere (no)
I don't want none of your time and (no)

[Chorus]
I don't want no scrub
A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me
Hanging out the passenger side
Of his best friend's ride
Trying to holler at me
I don't want no scrub
A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me
Hanging out the passenger side
Of his best friend's ride
Trying to holler at me

But a scrub is checkin' me
But his game is kinda weak
And I know that he cannot approach me
cause I'm lookin' like class and he's lookin' like trash
Can't get wit' no deadbeat ***
So (no)

I don't want your number (no)
I don't want to give you mine and (no)
I don't want to meet you nowhere (no)
I don't want none of your time (no)

[Chorus]

If you don't have a car and you're walking
Oh yea son I'm talking to you
If you live at home wit' your momma
Oh yes son I'm talking to you (baby)
If you have a shorty but you don't show love
Oh yes son I'm talking to you
Wanna get with me with no money
Oh no I don't want no (oh)

No scrub
No scrub (no no)
No scrub (no no no no no)
No scrub (no no)
No

[Chorus:Repeat x4]

I’m Good at Being Bad

length: 5:40
writer: B.B. Dickerson, Charles Miller, Donna Summer, Giorgio Moroder, Harold Brown, Howard E. Scott, Jimmy Jam, Terry Lewis, Lee Oskar, Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes, Lonnie Jordan, Lorenzo Martin, Papa Dee Allen, Pete Bellotte, T‐Boz, Tony Tolbert
[Chilli & Left Eye]
Sunny days
Birds singin' sweet soundin' songs of love
(That's so pretty girl)
As we walk hand in hand
Just kickin' up sand
As the ocean lands at our feet (ooh)
I'm in your arms
And all of your charms are for me
(Not for me)
Check it

[T-Boz]
I need a crunk tight *****
Makes seven figgas
Laced with a platinum
Not the silver **** *****
X to L stigga
Ten inch or bigga
Know how to lick it and stick it
Wha wha

T-Boz:
Now don't get me wrong cause I'm not a ho
But I know what I got you can't handle though
Cause only real *****s (wha)
You don't know
So what you gon' do
What you gonna do
(wha wha wha)

[Chorus: T-Boz]
***** you must be crazy
What you gonna do with a ***** like me
I'm so good at being bad
I'm the best you never had
I epitomize the word sexy
***** you must be crazy
What you gonna do with a ***** like me
You're in my shh... so tight
Make you cum all night
And you can't handle me
Baby

[T-Boz]
Sorry I turned you out (you out)
I guess I didn't know
That a man could be so soft (hmm)
Well I guess I have to give you back
The flowers, the candy (what?)
The diamonds (Oh no, not the diamonds)
Oh, hell no, wait a minute
I'ma keep that (Better keep it girl)
Hope that you don't mind
I'm not the mushy kind
(The mushy kind)
Never real, never will
Unh, check it

[T-Boz]
I need a crunk tight *****
Makes seven figgas
Laced with a platinum
Not the silver **** *****
X to L stigga
A ten inch or bigga
A lick it from the back type *****

Now don't get me wrong cause I'm not a ho
But I know what I got you can't handle though
Cause nonly real *****s (wha)
You don't know
So what you gon' do
What you gon' gon' do
(wha wha wha)

[Chorus]

I love to love ya baby
I love to love ya baby
I (yeah) love to love ya baby
Oh love to love ya baby

[T-Boz]
When I'm all alone I touch myself
And I always dreamed about someone else
Who was so much more than
La la la la la
A good man is so hard to find
Well, actually, a hard man is so good to find
Yo, yeah baby!

[Left Eye]
I understand you want a tour of what's inside
Brief my safety guide before I take you on this ride
Straight into the center
You enter my dimension
The question is protection
Selected in my session
I'm on a quest I will not rest till I break it
But if it's naked
I'll take it with the batteries and fake it
Cause I gotta get mine and you gotta get yours
But never endin' it by sendin' it through shakin' door
You must be crazy to think
That you can hang with me
I try to escape the imprisonment of those defiant to me
The epitome of your every dream it seems to me
For intangible fantasy
You know what I mean

[Chorus: x2]

I love to love ya baby
I love to love ya baby
I (yeah) love to love ya baby
Oh love to love ya baby

[T-Boz]
Ha ha ha ha ha
That's right
Watch out there now
You can't hear me
Huh huh
So what you gonna do
What you gonna do wit a *****
A ***** like me ***** (huh)
A ***** like me ***** (what)
A ***** like me
A ***** like moi!

Dats a rap baby!

If They Knew

length: 4:05
producer: Dallas Austin
lead vocals: Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes, T‐Boz and Chilli
mixer: Alvin Speights
recording engineer: Ricciano Lumpkins
arranger: Dallas Austin
background vocals: Debra Killings
assistant mixer: John Horesco IV and Vernon Mungo
assistant recording engineer: Anthony “Ty” Hudson
writer: Dallas Austin, Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes, Lorenzo Martin, Ricciano Lumpkins, T‐Boz
[Chorus]
I don't know what
She would do if she knew
That you were comin'
To do what we do
I don't know what
He would do if he knew
That you were comin'
To do what we do

Always wondered if she knew about us
When I met ya you said ya'll had broke up
Right on time cuz I didn't have my love
Me and him was also messed up
That let me fall to you
And from what I could tell you fell too
And I wonder if it would be wrong
If we just kept it on

And I know we
Both had someone that we just kept from
And they still think that they're the only ones
I like the way we hang but it ain't belong
We know the feelings they don't know

[Chorus]

Always thought that he knew about you
When I met you I said we were through
In time my feelings came right back
But I didn't let us get off track
And I got so into you
Went too fast what do I do
When I know I shoulda helped it out
But you just turn me on

And I know we
Both had someone that we just kept from
And they still think that they're the only ones
I like the way we hang but it ain't belong
We know the feelings they don't know

[Chorus]

We kept things pretty tight thus far
Love without the sex
And hundred thousand dollar cars
Ain't it funny how our auras unify
An entity upon itself
That can spread wings and fly
A peaceful coexistance that will surely last
Becomes a reminiscent dream
For those in our past
If they knew just a fraction of all the things we do
They still wouldn't comprehend
The depth between me and you

And I know we
Both had someone that we just kept from
And they still think that they're the only ones
I like the way we hang but it ain't belong
We know the feelings they don't know

[Chorus]

I don't know what
She would do if she knew
I don't know what
He would do if he knew
I don't know don't know
Don't know
TLC
Yeah baby I
Left Eye
T-Boz
Chilli
Dallas
I don't know don't know
Don't know
What's up
What's up
I

I Miss You So Much

length: 4:57
producer: Daryl Simmons and Babyface
lead vocals: Chilli
recording engineer: Paul Boutin
background vocals: Necia Bray, Debra Killings and Chilli
acoustic guitar: Michael Thompson
additional recording engineer: Thom Kidd
assistant recording engineer: Kevin Lively and Ralph Cacciurri
task miscellaneous support: Ivy Skoff
writer: Babyface, Daryl Simmons
I never asked for this feeling
I never thought I would fall
I never knew how I felt
Till the day you were gone
I was lost
I never asked for red roses
I wasn't looking for love
Somehow I let my emotions take hold
And guess what all at once
I'm in love

[Chorus]
Oh I miss you so much
I long for your love
It's scares me
Cause my heart gets so weak
That I can't even breathe
How can you take things so easily
Baby why aren't you missing me?

Why did I act like you mattered
It was silly of me to believe
That if I just opened my heart
Things would come naturally
Jokes on me (yeah)
I did not ask for love letters
So why did you give them to me
How could I let your intentions
Get hold over me
So in love
So naive (oh baby)

[Chorus]

And oh how I hate what you have done
Made me fall so deep in love
God knows
You're the only one I want
That I love oh baby

[Chorus]

Baby why aren't you missing me?
Baby why aren't you missing me?

Unpretty

length: 4:39
producer: Dallas Austin
lead vocals: T‐Boz and Chilli
mixer: Alvin Speights
recording engineer: Carlton Lynn and Leslie Brathwaite
arranger: Dallas Austin
bass: Debra Killings
background vocals: Debra Killings
guitar: Tomi Martin
drums (drum set): Tom Knight
sound engineer: Rick Sheppard
assistant mixer: Vernon Mungo
assistant recording engineer: Anthony “Ty” Hudson
writer: Dallas Austin, T‐Boz
Find the reflection you see to be so damn unpretty
Find the reflection you see to be so damn unpretty

I wish I could tie you up in my shoes
Make you feel unpretty too
I was told I was beautiful
But what does that mean to you
Look into the mirror who's inside there
The one with the long hair
Same old me again today (yeah)

My outsides look cool
My insides are blue
Every time I think I'm through
It's because of you
I've tried different ways
But it's all the same
At the end of the day
I have myself to blame
I'm just trippin'

[Chorus]
You can buy your hair if it won't grow
You can fix your nose if he says so
You can buy all the make-up that mac can make
But if you can't look inside you
Find out who am I, too
Be in a position to make me feel so damn unpretty

Find the reflection you see to be so damn unpretty

Never insecure until I met you
Now I'm in stupid
I used to be so cute to me
Just a little bit skinny
Why do I look to all these things
To keep you happy
Maybe get rid of you
And then I'll get back to me (hey)

My outsides look cool
My insides are blue
Everytime I think I'm through
It's because of you
I've tried different ways
But it's all the same
At the end of the day
I have myself to blame
I can't believe I'm trippin'

[Chorus: x2]

As I reflect back on what I've used and abused
And detect that I need some clues to get through
To those that accused me of never being true
I'll lose if I play into this game and never know the rules
So how do I bring out the me nobody sees
The forest for the trees, how 'bout the woman behind the weave
The light from within this life is the only real remedy
Or find the reflection you see to be so damn unpretty

Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh (oh)
Find the reflection you see to be so damn unpretty
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh (oh)
Find the reflection you see to be so damn unpretty

[Chorus: x2]

My Life

length: 4:02
producer: Jermaine Dupri
lead vocals: Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes, T‐Boz and Chilli
mixer: Phil Tan and Jermaine Dupri
recording engineer: Brian Frye
bass: LaMarquis Jefferson
background vocals: Debra Killings
co-producer: Carl So-Lowe
assistant mixer: Kevin Lively
task miscellaneous support: Diane Makowski
writer: Jermaine Dupri, Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes, Lorenzo Martin, Tamara Savage
Ha ha ha ha (TLC)
Whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whooa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa whoa (oww)
Whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa whoa

And I believe it don't affect
Nobody else but me
Ya'll been telling me what to do
Since I was old enough to walk
Old enough to talk
Never let me speak or move
Do my own thang
But now I'm growin' wiser now
Brighter now
A little bit tighter now
Now ya'll can't hold me down
I know you hate to hear
But things have changed in

My life
It's been a while but
Me and my style stuck
Now everybody and they
Momma tryna do it
My life
I've done that been through that
So there ain't nothin
That you can tell me
My life
On a good night if I feel like
Me and my girls hit the club and tell
It's my life
It's my life
And I believe that it don't effect
Nobody else but me me me me

Being sick and tired of folks
Who wanna come around
Claim they gon get down
But all they wanna do is
See me make a wrong move (yeah)
I don't care what you hear in the news
To see who I choose to do the late night creep wit
I'm gonna do just what I wanna do
It's my life

My life
It's been a while but
Me and my style stuck
Now everybody and they
Momma tryna do it
My life
I've done that been through that
So there ain't nothin
That you can tell me
My life
On a good night if I feel like
Me and my girls hit the club and tell
It's my life
It's my life
And I believe that it don't effect
Nobody else but me me me me

Whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
And I believe that it don't effect nobody else but me

Sometimes I might get a little crazy
And sometimes I might seem
Out of hand but I'm sayin
Life's too short for me to let you dictate
What I say and the moves I make
Sick of people tryna tell me what to do
It's my life and I'ma live it like I want to

Check it
Another day another dolla
Is the reality of my mentality
Otherwise don't even botha
You see my father was a wise old man
Always creatin the plan
For me to conquer this land
He said I am what I am
So be the best that I can
And if them others don't like it
Then why should I give a damn (huh)
Maybe so cause when his life wasn't right
My mother picked up them pieces
And continued on with the fight
So now it's plain to me
It ain't no game to me
See mom and dad corrected math
1 and 1 equal 3
4 and 5 I count my sister and brother
Stay alive till we die
And don't you ever be worried
Cuz I'm down with a ride
Through peaks and valleys to Cresent Hills
Tumble down I'll set a new ground for Jack and Jill
Ever wonder what put the thunder deeply in my eyes
Take a look and you'll find a sunshine

My life my life my life

My life
It's been a while but
Me and my style stuck
Now everybody and they
Momma tryna do it
My life
I've done that been through that
So there ain't nothin
That you can tell me
My life
On a good night if I feel like
Me and my girls hit the club and tell
It's my life
It's my life
And I believe that it don't effect
Nobody else but me me me me

Shout

length: 3:58
producer: Dallas Austin
lead vocals: Chilli, T‐Boz and Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes
mixer: Leslie Brathwaite
recording engineer: Carlton Lynn and Leslie Brathwaite
arranger: Dallas Austin
background vocals: Chilli, T‐Boz and Debra Killings
sound engineer: Rick Sheppard
assistant mixer: Vernon Mungo
assistant recording engineer: “Jazzy Jeff” Griffin and Sejoon Kahng
other vocals: Marde Johnson, Anthony “Ty” Hudson, Dallas Austin and Leslie Brathwaite
writer: Dallas Austin, Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes, Lorenzo Martin, T‐Boz
Ooh same damn time every hurt or two
Something can happen to put me in the mood
Keep it inside ?til I turn dark blue
Trash everything I ever gave to you
Wrote it on the front of your Lexus coupe
Don't wanna leave you wit' a lame excuse
Sex so good turns love to abuse
When you wanna leave it's got you in a noose

It's not just when I'm in bed
Sometimes I'm so frustrated
I keep it all in my head
?Til I just can't take it no mo'

It's not just when I get mad
Sometimes it's cause I'm so glad
That you are with me now
I just gotta get it out

Shout
Gotta let me get it out
Gotta let it go away
Don't wanna spend another day
Unless I feel like you make me
Shout
Gotta let me get it out
Feelin' won't go away
Don't wanna spend another day
Unless I feel like you make me

Found something in your pocket and I don't know why
I didn't say anything I just sat and cried
Got me twisted all out inside
Not too long before the next ride

Over and over and over again
Instead of lettin' it out
I always let it in
This is where the confusion begins
?Cause if you don't make me you don't win

It's not just when I'm in bed
Sometimes I'm so frustrated
I keep it all in my head
?Til I just can't take it no mo'

It's not just when I get mad
Sometimes it's cause I'm so glad
That you are with me now
I just gotta get it out

Shout
Gotta let me get it out
Gotta let it go away
Don't wanna spend another day
Unless I feel like you make me
Shout
Gotta let me get it out
Feelin' won't go away
Don't wanna spend another day
Unless I feel like you make me

Come on Down

length: 4:18
producer: Debra Killings and Dallas Austin
lead vocals: Chilli
mixer: Alvin Speights
recording engineer: Carlton Lynn, Ricciano Lumpkins and Aman Junaid
arranger: Dallas Austin
bass: Debra Killings
background vocals: Debra Killings
guitar: Tomi Martin
assistant mixer: Vernon Mungo
assistant recording engineer: Anthony “Ty” Hudson
composer: Diane Warren
lyricist: Diane Warren
Ooohh yeah yeah yeah

If you need a little tenderness

Can't find it no where else

If you want a little something sweet

You just come to me

If you're hungry for some love at night

I'll fix you up just right

There's a tender place just down the way

Where you can stay and I'm singin'

Chorus:

Come on down

Where the water tastes sweet

Dive into my ocean

Bring your love to me

Come on down come on down

Where the lovin' feels right

Door is always open

Open all night (come down baby)

Baby won't you come on down

I can take you where you need to go

Take you there nice and slow

To a place where feelings run so deep

You just run to me

I can lead you to a special kiss

Fulfill your every wish

There's a place I know just down the road

Where you should go and I'm singin'

Chorus

Oooooh

I can take you to where the love flows like wine

I can show you my deepest secrets inside

And if you take a chance where I want to be

So come here and get close

And baby gimme what I need the most

Come come down

If you need a little tenderness

Can't find it nowhere else

If you want a little something sweet

You just come to me

If you're hungry for some love at night

I'll fix you up just right

There's a tender place just down the way

Where you can stay and I'm singin'

Chorus

All you gotta do is come to me

Oh baby baby come down on me

Where the water water tastes so sweet

Just come to me come to me

You're in me

Come on down

Dear Lie

length: 5:11
producer: Babyface
lead vocals: T‐Boz
mixer: Jon Gass
electric guitar: Babyface and Michael Thompson
recording engineer: Paul Boutin
bass: Nathan East
background vocals: Debra Killings and T‐Boz
keyboard: Babyface
acoustic guitar: Babyface
percussion: Paulinho da Costa
Wurlitzer electric piano: Greg Phillinganes
drum machine programming: Babyface
assistant mixer: E'lyk
assistant recording engineer: Vernon Mungo
task miscellaneous support: Ivy Skoff
writer: Babyface, T‐Boz
Dear lie
You suck
You said you could fix anything
Instead I'm ****ed
You made things even worse for me
If I had balls I'd tell you get away from me
Guess I'm not smart
I let you unnerve me
I let you control me
Afraid the truth would hurt me
When it's you that hurts me more

Get outta my mouth
Get outta my head
Get outta my mind
Stop puttin' words in my head
Get outta my mouth
You're nothing but trouble
Get outta my life
Get out of me
Out of me (out of me)
Out of me
Out of me lie
Lie lie lie lie

Dear lie
You're dumb
You think you've got the best of me
You think you won
Misread my vulnerability
I've got your walls
Now get the hell away from me
I've learned your art
Won't let you unnerve me
Won't let you control me
The truth will only free me
And your lies won't hurt no
No more

Get outta my mouth
Get outta my head
Get outta my mind
Stop puttin' words in my head
Get outta my mouth
You're nothing but trouble
Get outta my life
Get out of me
Out of me (out of me)
Out of me
Out of me lie
Lie lie lie lie

Lie lie
I've got
Your walls
Now get the hell away from me
I learned your art
Won't let you unnerve me
Wont' let you control me
The truth will only free me
And your lies won't hurt no
No more

Get outta my mouth
Get outta my head
Get outta my mind
Stop puttin' words in my head
Get outta my mouth
You're nothing but trouble
Get outta my life
Get out of me
Out of me (out of me)
Out of me
Out of me lie
Lie lie lie lie

Lie lie
Dear lie
Lie Lie Lie Lie
Lie Lie
Dear lie

Communicate (interlude)

length: 0:52
producer: Dallas Austin
lead vocals: Vic‐E, Chilli, Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes and T‐Boz
mixer: Carlton Lynn
recording engineer: Carlton Lynn
assistant mixer: Anthony “Ty” Hudson
assistant recording engineer: Anthony “Ty” Hudson
composer: Dallas Austin
lyricist: Dallas Austin
Communication is the key to life
Communication is the key to love
Communication is the key to us

There's over a thousand ways
To communicate in our world today
And it's a shame
That we don't connect

So if you also feel the need
For us to come together
Will you communicate with me?

Message sent

Lovesick

length: 3:53
producer: Dallas Austin
lead vocals: T‐Boz and Chilli
mixer: Alvin Speights
recording engineer: Carlton Lynn and Leslie Brathwaite
arranger: Dallas Austin
bass: Colin Wolfe
background vocals: Debra Killings
sound engineer: Rick Sheppard
assistant mixer: Vernon Mungo
assistant recording engineer: Sejoon Kahng, Claudine Pontier and “Jazzy Jeff” Griffin
writer: Dallas Austin, Chilli
There's no king when love is the thing
We play the same rules
In a heartbeat a wiseman can be a fool
There's no guarantee that love will be

A stranger or a friend
A prayer that's answered
Or a heartache that never ends
Through the darkest hours
When all is said and done
It has the power
You go from lonely to the lucky one

Love's funny that way
Now matter who you are
It can shake your faith
Or it can break your heart
Once in a while the mountains move
We all long for those days
You live, you laugh, you say
Love's funny that way

Not long ago I got to know the lonely side
Just me and my pain and nowhere to hide
It amazes me
How my world turned around
If it's meant to be
That's all that matters to me anyhow

Love's funny that way
No matter who you are
It can shake your faith
Or it can break your heart
Once in a while the mountains move
We all long for those days
You live, you laugh, you say
Love's funny that way

Once in a while the mountains move
We all long for those days
So when you don't understand
Best you leave it in love's hands
Just live, laugh and say
Love's funny that way

Automatic

length: 4:32
producer: Dallas Austin
lead vocals: Lisa “Left Eye” Lopes, Chilli, T‐Boz and Vic‐E
mixer: Leslie Brathwaite
recording engineer: Leslie Brathwaite and Ricciano Lumpkins
arranger: Dallas Austin
background vocals: Debra Killings, Chilli and T‐Boz
assistant mixer: Vernon Mungo
assistant recording engineer: Carlton Lynn
spoken vocals: Neil Armstrong
composer: Dallas Austin
lyricist: Dallas Austin
I knew when I fell for you
It wasn't when I wanted to
But you were acting so into me
Went real good for a month or two
Just like every relationship
we got off on the trust tip
And can't get it baby

I knew it when it started to change
We could never be the same
I could do it when you do it to me

I knew it if it came to be we would get a chance to see
A side of each other that we both didn't know of

What did you do to make me feel so good for so long
Then take it back and expect me to be alone
I can be cool but if you gonna do me wrong
I'll get you back baby that's just, just automatic

I remember when I met the man
With all the confidence
Everyday was promises to me
Then you stepped way outta line
Cheat on me too many times
Ain't tryin' to put you down
But what comes around goes around

I knew it when it started to change
We could never be the same
I could do it when you do it to me

I knew it if it came to be we would get a chance to see
A side of each other that we both didn't know of

What did you do to make me feel so good for so long
Then take it back and expect me to be alone
I can be cool but if you gonna do me wrong
I'll get you back baby that's just, just automatic

Don’t Pull Out on Me Yet

length: 4:34
producer: Dallas Austin
lead vocals: Chilli and T‐Boz
trumpet: Melvin Jones
mixer: Leslie Brathwaite
recording engineer: Carlton Lynn, Anthony “Ty” Hudson, Vernon Mungo, Leslie Brathwaite and Aman Junaid
arranger: Dallas Austin
additional producer: Kevin “She’kspere” Briggs
bass: Debra Killings
background vocals: Debra Killings
guitar: Tomi Martin
sound engineer: Rick Sheppard
editor: John Horesco IV
assistant mixer: Anthony “Ty” Hudson and Vernon Mungo
composer: Dallas Austin
lyricist: Dallas Austin
We got tonight all alone babe
No distractions, no if, ands or maybes
Lately we haven't had time
To do the things we usually do
I've been thinkin' ?bout somethin'
Real special for you
And I want you to be good to me too

I love it when you touch me
Feeling so good that it must be
Right for you to love me
And do all things that I want, see
I had a long day and my tension is strong
Need a release baby you turn me on
Whatever you do just don't stop
So on and . . .

So don't go too fast
Make it a night that I won't forget
Gotta make it last
Better than the love that I had
Since the one from the past
Tonight is the night that you won't regret
So baby just don't pull out on me yet

Love when you satisfy me
I can tell it when you know my body
Holding me closer to you
Ain't gonna wait let me do what I do
See I get a funny feeling
That makes me wanna share it
Over and over again

I love it when you touch me
Feeling so good that it must be
Right for you to love me
And do all things that I want, see
I had a long day and my tension is strong
Need a release baby you turn me on
Whatever you do just don't stop
So on and . . .

So don't go too fast
Make it a night that I won't forget
Gotta make it last
Better than the love that I had
Since the one from the past
Tonight is the night that you won't regret
So baby just don't pull out on me yet