Verse 1
Her name is Lorraine, small town girl who likes to skate,
She digs Coldplay and that one song by T-Pain,
So I guess HipHop-wise, she isn't that fine,
But we're talking looks and with that she's a nine.
Just shy of a dime, she's dating the homie Kwame,
He likes her a lot, smiles even when he should frown,
Too bad he's gassed, thinking this relationship could last,
Making the same mistake I had of falling too fast.
Because in time, Lorraine proved she was a kite,
Had to roam about, feel the rush of flight.
And like a good bird of prey, she had me in her sights,
The one dude who knew but wouldn't put up a fight.
Less preoccupied with what's right, more into what might,
So it was inevitable that I fall to her charm,
And so we met for drinks on that Friday night...

Chorus
And then the sun set...
And I looked into her eyes
And then I asked "How 'bout it?"
And she replied:
"Why not? But Just This Once..."
"Yeah, that makes sense"

Verse 2
So now we caught in the mix and it twists and it turns,
Trying to claw our way out but quickly we learned,
That good habits die young but our vices live long,
This is why after school I'm meeting Lorry for lunch.
It's getting harder to look in the mirror, yet I claim to see clearer,
Behind a false wall of lies; it helps me sleep better,
Cheating with my best friend's girl ha, thinking I'm clever,
Oddly enough the fruit's gotten bitter.
Yet still I go in, deeper than Jay E,
Lose myself in that body while she stays on the pill.
We not tryna make babies but we act like it lately,
And to be honest, it feels great so my no turns to maybe.
So we indulge in lust, deep down I admit it's fun,
But God, I used to clown those who would do this wrong,
But my life sucks so I gotta get some...

Chorus
And then the sun set...
And I looked into her eyes
And then I asked "How 'bout it?"
And she replied:
"Why not? But Just This Once..."
"Yeah, Alright"

Verse 3
We like to look at our lives and make suppositions,
Like ''I'd never do that!'' no matter the conditions,
But the real deal is, until we face that case,
We never really know what choices we'll make,
I never would have guessed that I would be ''that guy.''
Who could look in his friend's face and still act like,
His girl wasn't half mine, if I had half a spine,
I'd have made her pick sides but nah she ate her pie,
And had it, I wish I could say I came out to Kwame,
And that he never even knew his girl was effing around,
Or blame it on my homies who told me to go with the flow,
But this is is life: if only that's how the story would go...
Just.This.Once