[00:20.64]The sweetest thing I've ever known
[00:25.11]Was like the kiss on the collarbone
[00:30.30]Soft caress of happiness
[00:34.95]The way you walk, your style of dress
[00:44.16]I wish I didn't get so weak
[00:44.70]Ooo, baby, just to hear you speak
[00:49.44]Makes me argue just to see
[00:54.21]How much you're in love with me
[00:57.93]See, like a queen, a queen upon her throne
[01:00.36]Chorus
[01:00.51]Chorus
[01:01.41]It was the sweet, sweet, sweetest thing I know,
[01:10.83]It was the sweet, sweet, sweetest thing I know
[01:18.51]I get mad when you walk away (don't walk away)
[01:22.47]So I tell you leave, when I mean stay
[02:14.49]Warm as the sun dipped in black
[02:15.60]Fingertips on the small of my back
[02:21.03]More valuable than all I own
[02:21.96]Like your precious, precious, precious, precious dark skin tone
[02:25.14]Chorus
[02:31.11]It was the...Ah
[02:34.59]I tried to explain
[02:35.40]Ah...but baby, it's in vain
[02:39.21]Speaking on my mother's phone
[02:39.93]The touching makes me think I'm grown, (you ain't grown)
[02:45.75]Sweet prince of the ghetto
[02:56.31]Your kisses taste like armoretto
[02:57.39]Intoxicating, oh, so intoxicating
[02:58.26]How sad, how sad that all things come to an end
[02:59.94]But then again, I'm, I'm not alone
[04:11.94]Chorus

The sweetest thing I've ever known
Was like the kiss on the collarbone
Soft caress of happiness
The way you walk, your style of dress
I wish I didn't get so weak
Ooo, baby, just to hear you speak
Makes me argue just to see
How much you're in love with me
See, like a queen, a queen upon her throne
Chorus
Chorus
It was the sweet, sweet, sweetest thing I know,
It was the sweet, sweet, sweetest thing I know
I get mad when you walk away (don't walk away)
So I tell you leave, when I mean stay
Warm as the sun dipped in black
Fingertips on the small of my back
More valuable than all I own
Like your precious, precious, precious, precious dark skin tone
Chorus
It was the...Ah
I tried to explain
Ah...but baby, it's in vain
Speaking on my mother's phone
The touching makes me think I'm grown, (you ain't grown)
Sweet prince of the ghetto
Your kisses taste like armoretto
Intoxicating, oh, so intoxicating
How sad, how sad that all things come to an end
But then again, I'm, I'm not alone
Chorus