R. Kelly

R. Kelly - Trapped In The Closet lyrics

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Seven o'clock in the morning 

And the rays from the sun wakes me 

I'm stretchin' and yawnin'

In a bed that don't belong to me 

And a voice yells, "Good morning, darlin", from the bathroom 

Then she comes out and kisses me 

And to my surprise, she ain't you 



Now I've got this dumb look on my face 

Like, what have I done? 

How could I be so stupid to be have laid here til the morning sun? 

Must of lost the track of time 

Oh, what was on my mind? 

From the club, went to her home 

Didn't plan to stay that long 



Here I am, quickly tryin' to put on my clothes 

Searching for my car keys 

Tryin' to get on up out the door 

Then she streched her hands in front of it 

Said, "You can't go this way"

Looked at her, like she was crazy 

Said, "Woman move out my way"

Said, "I got a wife at home"

She said, "Please don't go out there"

"Lady, I've got to get home"

She said, her husband was comin' up the stairs 



"Shh, shh, quiet 

Hurry up and get in the closet"

She said, "Don't you make a sound

Or some shit is going down"

I said, "Why don't I just go out the window?"

"Yes, except for one thing, we on the 5th floor" 

"Think, think, quick, put me in the closet"

And now I'm in this darkest closet, tryin' to figure out 

Just how I'm gonna get my crazy ass up out this house 



Then he walks in and yells, "I'm home"

She says, "Honey, I'm in the room"

He walks in there with a smile on his face 

Sayin', "Honey, I've been missin' you"

She hops all over him 

And says, "I've cooked and ran your bath water"

I'm tellin' you now, this girl's so good that she deserves an Oscar 



Throws her in the bed 

And start to snatchin' her clothes off 

I'm in the closet, like man, what the fuck is going on? 

You're not gonna believe it 

But things get deeper as the story goes on 

Next thing you know, a call comes through on my cell phone 

I tried my best to quickly put it on vibrate 

But from the way he act, I could tell it was too late 

He hopped up and said, "There's a mystery going on

And I'm gonna solve it"

And I'm like, "God please, don't let this man open this closet"



He walks in the bathroom 

And looks behind the door 

She says, "Baby, come back to bed"

He says, "Bitch, say no more"

He pulls back the shower curtain 

While she's biting her nails 

Then he walks back to the room 

Right now, I'm sweating like hell 

Checks under the bed 

Then under the dresser 

He looks at the closet 

I pull out my Baretta 

He walks up to the closet 

He comes up to the closet 

Now he's at the closet 

Now he's opening the closet...



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