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Bust it |
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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 chick walks by you wish you could sex her |
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But you're standin' on the wall like you was 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 walkin', guys start gawkin' |
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Sits down next to you and starts talkin' |
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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 |
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Just bust a move |
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You're on a mission and you're wishin' |
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Someone could cure your lonely condition |
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Lookin' for love in all the wrong places |
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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 |
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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 |
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you want it, you got it |
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you want it, baby, you got it |
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(Just bust a move) |
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you want it, you got it |
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you want it, baby, you got it |
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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 that 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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Everythin' 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 |
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you want it, you got it |
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you want it, baby, you got it |
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(Just bust a move) |
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you want it, you got it |
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you want it, baby, you got it |
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(Bring it down for me, fellas) |
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Your best friend Harry has a brother Larry |
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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 gettin' |
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So you start thinkin' then you start blinkin' |
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A bridesmaid looks and thinks that you're winkin' |
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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', bass is 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, G, bust a move |
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Iyou want it, you got it |
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you want it, baby, you got it |
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(Just bust a move) |
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you want it, you got it |
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you want it, baby, you got it |
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(Move it, boy) |
