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This here's a jam for all the fellas |
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Tryin to do what those ladies tell us |
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Get shot down cause ya over-zealous |
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Play hard to get females get jealous |
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Okay smarty go to a party |
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Girls are scantily clad and showin body |
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A chich walks by you wish you could sex her |
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But you're standing on the wall like you was |
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Poindexter |
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Next days function high class luncheon |
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Food they're serving, you're stone-cold munchin |
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Music comes on people start to dance |
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But then you ate so much you nearly split your pants |
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A girl starts walking guys start gawking |
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Sits down next to you and starts talking |
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Says she wants to dance cause she likes to groove |
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So come on fatso and just bust a move [Verse Two:] |
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You're on a mission and your wishin |
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Someone could cure your lonely condition |
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Lookin for love in all the wrongplaces |
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No fine girls just ugly faces |
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Some frustration first inclination |
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Is to become a monk and leave the situation |
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But every dark tunnel has a light of hope |
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So don't hang yourself, with a celibate rope |
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Your movie's showin, so you're goin |
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Could care less about the five you're blowin |
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Theater gets dark just to start the show |
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Then ya spot a fine woman sittin in your row |
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She's dressed in yellow, she says "Hello, come sit next to me you fine fellow." |
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You run over there without a second to lose |
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And what comes next hey bust a move [Verse Three:] |
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In this city ladies look pretty |
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Guys tell jokes so they can seem witty |
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Tell a funny joke just to get some play |
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Then you try to make a move and she says, "No way" |
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Girls are fakin goodness sakin |
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They want the man who brings home the bacon |
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Got no money and you got no car |
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Then you got no women and there you are |
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Some girls are sadistic, materialistic |
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Lookin for a man makes them opportunistic |
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They're lyin on a beach perpetrating a tan |
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So a brother with the money can be their man |
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So on the beach you're strollin real high rollin |
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Everything you have is yours and not stolen |
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A girl runs up with somethin to prove |
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So don't just stand there bust a move [Verse Four:] |
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Your best friend |
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Harry has a brother |
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Larry In five days from now he's gonna marry |
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He's hopin you can make it there if you can |
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Cause in the ceremony you'll be the best man |
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You say neat-o, check your libido |
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And roll to the church in your new tuxedo |
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The bride walks down just to start the wedding |
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And there's one more girl you won't be getting |
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So you start thinkin then you start blinking |
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The bridesmaid looks and thinks that you're winking |
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She thinks your kinda cute so she winks back |
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And now your feelin really firm cause the girl is stacked |
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Reception's jumpin faces pumpin |
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You look at the girl and your heart starts thumpin |
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Says she wants to dance to a different groove |
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Now you know what to do just bust a move |
