Fill Me In (Artful Dodger Remix) - Craig David
Lyrics by：Craig David/Mark Hill
Composed by：Craig David/Mark Hill
Produced by：Mark Hill
What you want what you want me to do baby?
I got something to say got something to say
Fill me in
Fill me in
Fill me in
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
I was checking this girl next door when her parents went out
She phoned said"Hey boy come on right around"
So I knocked at the door
You were standing with a bottle of red wine ready to pour
Dressed in long black satin lace to the floor
So I went in
Then we sat down start kissing caressing
Told me about jacuzzi sounded interesting
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 ran a fine line between me and you
We were just doing things young people in love do
Parents trying to find out what we were up
What we were up to
Saying
Why were you creeping 'round?
Saying
Fill me in
Saying
Why were you creeping 'round?
Saying
Fill me in
Summa demma hate summa demma luv dis
Summa demma hold the mic are hopeless
Summa demma chat summa demma try diss
So l just take no notice
Notice when I rhyme up a hubbub like this
Jump around in my adidas
Craig david r&b vocalist
Vocalist come wi-wi-wi-wicked and crisp
Just gimme that microphone
Widda brand new flava to bring it on
So l can lace the track lace the song
With a re-re-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 that know me
Saying
Why were you creeping 'round?
Saying
Fill me in
Saying
Why were you creeping 'round?
Saying
Fill me in
Whenever the coast was clear and she'd ask me to come out
I'd say"Hey girl coming 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 checking that nobody saw
The club we went in
We got down bou-bounced to the rhythm
Saw it was early morning
Thought we'd better be leaving
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
And weren't trying to play your mum and dad for fools
We were just doing things young people in love do
Parents trying to find out what we were up to
Saying
Summa demma hate summa demma luv dis
Summa demma hold the mic are hopeless
Summa demma chat summa demma try diss
So l just take no notice
Notice when I rhyme up a hubbub like this
Jump around in my adidas
Craig david r&b vocalist
Vocalist come wi-wi-wi-wicked and crisp
Just gimme that microphone
Widda brand new flava to bring it on
So l can lace the track lace the song
With a re-re-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 that know me
Saying
Why were you creeping 'round?
Saying
Fill me in
Saying
Why were you creeping 'round?
Saying
Fill me in
