Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah When was the last time that you called me beautiful? I don't need to hear it but it'd be nice to know And I don't remember the last time I got off on ya Cause you get off on me but I get off alone You better give it to me when I want it I shouldn't have to ask for it Give it to me when I want it, yeah, yeah So, baby, tell me Why you never buy me flowers no more? You getting comfortable You getting too comfortable Why you never wanna open my door? You getting comfortable You getting too comfortable, yeah Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You getting too comfortable, comfortable You know, sweetheart, when I travel please give me a ride So I can be the man I'm suppose to be I can buy you a gift every single day And, baby, trust me, that'd get to me You know, sweetheart, when I travel please give me a ride So I can be the man I'm suppose to be I can buy you a gift every single day And, baby, trust me, that'd get to me I treat you so damn good yet you can't see Worrying bout things I haven't done lately Why you never buy me flowers no more? You getting comfortable You getting too comfortable Why you never wanna open my door? You getting comfortable You getting too comfortable, yeah Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You getting too comfortable, comfortable Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You getting too comfortable I'm still getting all choc now Boy, you better get it back now Step it up, boy, you're gonna have to step out right now Better show me what you got now Gimme love, gimme life Better give it to me when I want it I shouldn't have to ask for it Give it to me when I want it, yeah So, baby, tell me Why you never buy me flowers no more? You getting comfortable You getting too comfortable Why you never wanna open my door? You getting comfortable You getting too comfortable, yeah Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You getting too comfortable, comfortable Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You getting too comfortable, comfortable Got my roses, I did Do all the things I'm supposed to do Open your eyes, baby Yeah, nothing that I do is good enough for you Oh, God Baby, what you putting me through?