Fill Me In (Artful Dodger Remix)

Lyrics
[Intro] Check it out Remix, come on, come on What you want? What you want me to do, baby? I got something to say, got something to say Can you fill me in? Can you fill me in? Can you fill me in? Yeah What you want? What you want me to do, baby? Can you fill me in? Let's talk about it (Check it out) It's another one Craig David It's another one Can you fill me in? (Check it out) [Verse 1] I was checkin' this girl next door when her parents went out She phoned, said, "Hey boy, come on right around" So I knock at the door You were standin' with a bottle of red wine, ready to pour Dressed in long black satin and lace to the floor (Yeah) So I went in, then we sat down, start kissing, caressing Told me about Jacuzzi, sounded interesting (Yeah) So we jumped right in All calls diverted to answer phone Please leave a message after the tone I mean, me and her parents were kind of cool But they were the fine line between me and you We were just doing things young people in love do Parents tryna find out what we were up, what we were up to [Chorus] Saying after the- "Why were you creeping 'round (It's another one) Saying after the- Fill me in? (It's another one) Saying after the- "Why were you creeping 'round (It's another one) Saying after the- Fill me in? (It's another one) Hey, girl, baby (It's another one) I mean me, I mean me and her- (It's another, it's another one) Hey, girl, baby (It's another one) I mean me, I mean me and her- [Verse 2] Some of them will hate, some of them will love this Some of them who hold the mic are hopeless Some of them can't, some of them try this So I just take no notice Notice when I rhyme bubble bubble like this Jump around in my Adidas Craig David, R&B vocalist Vocalist, come w-w-w-wicked and crisp Just give me that microphone With a brand new flava to bring it on So I can lace the track, lace a song with a re-e-mix C'mon, c'mon Keeping it real, that's what I say (Craig david) Singing a lyrical display Big shouts to the peeps from around my way My friends, my family and all who know me [Chorus] Saying after the- "Why were you creeping 'round (It's another one) Saying after the- Fill me in? (It's another one) Saying after the- "Why were you creeping 'round (It's another one) Saying after the- Fill me in? [Verse 2] Whenever the coast was clear and she'd ask me to come out I'd say, "Hey girl, come on right around" So she knocked at the door I was standing with the keys in my hand to the four by four Jumped in my ride, checkin' that nobody saw The club we went in We got down, bounced-bounced to the rhythm Saw it was early morning Thought we'd better be leavin' So I gave you my jacket for you to hold Told you to wear it 'cause you felt cold I mean, me and her didn't mean to break the rules I weren't tryna play your mum and dad for fools We were just doing things young people in love do Parents tryna find out what we were up to, saying [Verse 2] Some of them will hate, some of them will love this Some of them who hold the mic are hopeless Some of them can't, some of them try this So I just take no notice Notice when I rhyme bubble bubble like this Jump around in my Adidas Craig David, R&B vocalist Vocalist, come w-w-w-wicked and crisp Just give me that microphone With a brand new flava to bring it on So I can lace the track, lace a song with a re-e-mix C'mon, c'mon Keeping it real, that's what I say Singing a lyrical display Big shouts to the peeps from around my way My friends, my family and all who know me [Chorus] Saying after the- "Why were you creeping 'round (It's another one) Saying after the- Fill me in? (It's another one) Saying after the- "Why were you creeping 'round (It's another one) Saying after the- Fill me in? (It's another one) Hey, girl, baby (It's another one) I mean me, I mean me and her- (It's another, it's another one) Hey, girl, baby (It's another one) I mean me, I mean me and her- [Outro] What you want? What you want me to do, baby? Check it out Craig David What you want? What you want me to do, baby?
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Credits
- Writers
- Craig David
- Mark Hill