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If you got a Cadillac boy |
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And a forty room shack boy |
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A bucket full of money |
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And a tree full of honey. |
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But if you got no huggin' |
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No smoochin' or muggin' |
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Well, if you ain't lovin' |
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Then you ain't livin'. |
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If you're ridin' on the gravy train |
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Instead of walkin' down lovers lane |
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You can't make hay boy |
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You're goin' the wrong way boy. |
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You gotta get a little honey |
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It's better than money |
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Well, if you ain't lovin' |
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Then you ain't livin'. |
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If they call you a big man |
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'Cause you got a lot of bottom land |
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If you're kin to the president |
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And if you help run the government. |
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But if you get no attention |
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You better off on a pension |
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For if you ain't lovin' |
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Then you ain't livin'. |
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If you got a string of long cars |
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And you're smoking them fourbit cigars |
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You ain't so well to do |
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Unless you get a little choochy coo. |
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It takes a little of smackin' |
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Or your life is a lackin' |
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Well, if you ain't lovin', |
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Well, brother then you ain't livin'... |
