| I if I told you I love you
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| Would you get on all four for me?
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| Would you tell your little boyfriend
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| You’re coming on tour with me?
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| (Cuz I’ve been waiting just to see what’s between your legs)
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| Is it your upperhead or is it the lower?
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| I’ve been wondering if you’ve cut your grass short when you give it the
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| And since I was hoping that your head would visit some more
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| I keep my rain forest clear if you’re kissing the boa
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| I’m in a position to show ya, it’s mad important
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| What a cat just sportin, keep your ass for shorting
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| You don’t want to call about her, I’m in the lab recording
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| And spitting a hairball out like a cat that’s coughin
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| I’ve seen enough nights between the up-rights
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| To know how to feed the lovelife to keep your muf tight
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| I want to see a cut like your in the marine court
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| Or a burf so shiny like you’re swim for a team-sport
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| Of course your lover means more
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| And it’s enough that I don’t have to change exsistent puff
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| But I’ll fix it up a bit… with the bigger than just a scissor-cut
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| less clip of us
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| This isn’t just to keep the yatch in between your dock
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| I’m thinking outside girl, I’m not just a bee in a box
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| You want me to treat your crouch?
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| Like a pair of lips, what makes you think I wanna share a kiss?
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| I need a clean cut when you’re with me
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| I if I told you I love you
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| Would you get on all four for me?
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| Would you tell your little boyfriend
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| You’re coming on tour with me?
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| (Cuz I’ve been waiting just to see what’s between your legs)
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| Yo tell 'em Jay
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| First time I’ve seen her was the day she was hired
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| Digits exchanged before the day I was fired
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| Sexual harashment, she
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| She kept play with her scurf, rasing it higer
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| Can’t tame my disare, she had flame to the fire
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| Girl, I wanna see how you shave your vagina
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| I give a good I’m a self-made designer
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| Plus I eat out, I ain’t talking about the dinner
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| I opened up the window slow, for the wind to blow
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| And lift up her scurf like Marylin Monrouge
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| Well I never let her go until we finally bin
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| In a hotel or motel or holiday inn
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| Well, it’s gotta be a sin the way she walks around
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| The now, the only girl that’s stalking town
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| I’m feeling awkward, the restraining order is out
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| Just because she got a dim' back in lost and found
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| I toss around the idea of a heavely puss
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| I hope she don’t have a throwback seventy’s bush
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| She probably got a hip of moustache, snip and snatch
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| In a land of strip over Brazilian wack
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| I need a clean cut when you’re with me
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| I if I told you I love you
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| Would you get on all four for me?
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| Would you tell your little boyfriend
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| You’re coming on tour with me?
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| (Cuz I’ve been waiting just to see what’s between your legs)
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| If I tell you that I love you would you dance for me?
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| If I tell you that I want you, you’re my fantasy?
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| I’ve been staring at your ass, can it last I see?
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| If I tell you that I need you like the air I breathe?
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| If I tell you that I’ve never felt this way before?
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| Will you tell your boyfriend that you wip me on tour?
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| Would you me with brains, dress if it gains
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| Have sex in the rain, 'till the questions remains? |
| ('till the questions remains)
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| I if I told you I love you
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| Would you get on all four for me?
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| Would you tell your little boyfriend
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| You’re coming on tour with me?
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| (Cuz I’ve been waiting just to see what’s between your legs) |