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I've got a girl that beat's them all |
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She ain't too short and she ain't too tall |
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She's in the groove and right on the ball |
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She's reet, petite and gone |
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What a babe, she's the tops |
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When we go out, we don't need no traffic cop |
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One look at her and the traffic stops |
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She's reet, petite and gone |
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I could have my pick you know |
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I've got dough that's ready to go |
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This chick's so mighty fine |
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Got me tied up like a ball of twine |
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When I do it, |
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I do it right |
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I ain't gonna let her out of my sight |
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We'll tie the knot and tie it tight |
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She's reet, petite and gone |
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She's changed my attitude |
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Whenever I gaze at her poultritude |
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I'm telling ya |
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Jack, she's mighty fine |
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Got me tied up like a ball of twine |
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Those other chicks leave me cold |
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You can't compare brass with 14 carat gold |
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After they made her they broke the mold |
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She's reet, petite and gone |
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She's reet, petite, neat, so sweet |
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She's reet, reet, petite, petite |
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Neat, neat, sweet, sweet |
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And gone |
