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(Like we see it in Chicago) It’s a little late for breakfast But for you two, I’ll see what I can do Coffee coming right up And two shots of the good stuff too Aren’t you tired of being tired all the time? Girl, your eyes are awfully red As for you, boy, ain’t hard to tell In love with it all, never want it to end Ma‘am, have mercy I’m sweating through my shirt Any more, my body’s gonna burn Up in front of everyone We call it like we see it in Chicago Sorry, baby We call it like we see it in Chicago Don’t got the words, don’t matter Sometimes silence says it all But if you ask me, pathetic comеs to mind Fate and alcohol And beg your pardon, but Fuck y’all fight it for Letras de cancionesGot the wind at your back, baby And it's blowing somеwhere warm Goddamn, ma’am I’m sweating through my shirt Any more, my body’s gonna burn Up in front of everyone Sorry, baby We call it like we see it in Chicago Sorry, baby We call it like we see it in Chicago Thing about love, I know it when I see it So spare me the bullshit, it’s plain to see You can sit there, deny it all night, baby But this just-friends act ain’t fooling me And I’m so sorry, baby But we call it like we see it in Chicago And I’m so sorry, baby But we call it like we see it in Chicago Sorry, baby Sorry, baby Sorry, baby (We call it like we see it in Chicago) Sorry, baby From Letras Mania