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Don't cut your hair |
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Don't cut your hair |
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Don't cut your hair, don't cut your hair |
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Don't cut your hair, whatever you do! |
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From Impanema to the |
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Copacabana |
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Woh, the monkey (?) their asses for a piece of bananna |
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Pornstar (?) 'cause they're all after the money |
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But ya never got a taste of baby (?) love ya honey |
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Oh don't ya, don't ya, don't ya, don't ya, don't-don't |
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Don't ya, don't ya, don't ya, don't ya, don't, yeah! |
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Whatever you do! |
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Beefsteak, clothes in a box of erasers |
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Oooh, they love the dirty paper with elderly faces |
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If I could see you in your glory baby, even for a minute |
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I'll give up my shelter and everything that's in it |
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Oh don't ya, don't ya, don't ya, don't ya, don't-don't |
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Don't ya, don't ya, don't ya, don't ya, don't-don't |
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Don't ya, don't ya, don't ya, don't ya, don't, yeah! |
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Don't cut it, don't chop it |
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It's like the bomb if you got it don't drop it |
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If you got a man then go ahead and flaunt it |
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Any guy is lying if he says he doesn't want it |
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Any guy is lying if he says he doesn't want it |
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Eeee-yeee! |
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From Miami to the |
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Sunset Strip |
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All the guys... |
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Though you look like a girl (?,?) from afar, |
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Close that curtain mama doesn't know what you are |
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Oh don't ya, don't ya, don't ya, don't ya, don't-don't |
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Don't ya, don't ya, don't ya, don't ya, don't-don't |
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Don't cut your hair |
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Don't cut your hair |
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Don't cut your hair |
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Whatever you do! |
