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Cuba's got plenty of sugar |
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China's got plenty of tea |
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Morgan's got plenty of something I like |
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But none of those things bother me |
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I'll tell you why, I'll tell you why |
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I got a guy |
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Doesn't have any money |
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But to me he's a honey |
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For he's mine and I think he's too divine |
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I got a guy |
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When he starts in to pet me |
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He can't thrill and upset me |
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He's the kind that you can't keep off you mind |
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I got a guy and he's tough |
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He's just a gem in the rough |
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But when I polish him up |
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I swear, he'll be a Tiffany solitaire |
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I'm riding high |
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And I'm happy and carefree |
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There is nothing can scare me |
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'Cause I got a guy |
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I'm riding high |
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And I'm happy and carefree |
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There is nothing can scare me |
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I got a guy |
