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it up



Zoop, hook it up
Shoop the Wendy Cooper loopy
Low brow, low
She me, "What's the name?"
I flashed the fangs in show biz
Jumped out where it's
"What's yours?"
"Um, Jenny, um..."
5 o'clock with the sum
Sprung colassal miss, may I process your
But ae is
"My
The pigeon holing roles your predecessor's lunacy in the kismet"
Her eyes googled back "?that want to fortune to? breed plus a new in the posture
"Just don't get all
Get P.T. Barnumed in 3D THX sound stereo
Sorry hun, it's just the ?group? was a fistful
Like them girls you bump like dumb luck
get high in the city kiss once she's punch drunk
Watch her misinterpret the moment touch
Crazy mc-clingalot instant one love
And you've gotta beg your friends to take 'em off your hands like
Or them barbies you'll vibe for a sexy (love you)
'em a month Hyde Hekyl to Jekyl and she makes Hitler look cuddly
But Jenny in the sky emerald eyes
You're so different so so ?de fish?
I'd be willing to walk the limb
So let's just get a few things out the (okay)
I'm clinically bonkers and just about god's great earth offers
I won't be getting dressed up to your family dear
And if I can't wear jeans and sneakers then I won't be lamping
Nope, aggro-pimp, sinfully, clinically ?novel,? back it up soldier
Magic-touch fingertip
Own up to your debutant animalistic instincts
ritual courting and breeding behaviour" (like what?)
"I dream of Jeannie and her obsecenly
But Jeannie could be so easily if you'd let me
Hell, the bad-tac daddy-o 'e' for effort
Most of these high-post Fabio world motherfucks make my hurt
Dead up-- I got death in the but you'll get used to it ma
Dinner and cinema, yes, just cough the up
Sure, he schleps with pockets but I carry dreams
Like I want to be an anstronaut you marry me"
(WHAAAAT???)
"You're rushing this I feel smothered it's me awfully, dolly
I love you, Get the off me! Sorry." (Call me)
And I'm circling her like a shark frenzied but friendly
"I'm cool, how you feeling Jenny?" (Jenny) (Jenny) Jenny
"So quiet, oh I that, so mysterious, I dig it
The way you haven't made eye contact with me in ten minutes
I'm just saying girl, I'm dirty-dog raw mixed with mega-low society
Mister ?head? if you try me
So there it is, game. I mean not like I'm sweating you
because when it comes down to it, most of y'all are the same
But now it's turn baby, spit it out"
"Okay" She punched me dead in the fuckin mouth and away

Watch out ladies cause you know he love ya
is one bad motherfucker
He's a low life with a low life game
He needs a no dame with a strobe light frame

it up now..

No on the finger
ain't no strings attached
But if you television and
depression
Get a carton of
And we can it happen
Get mac in
Just leave your bag up on my curb the trashcan
?Pretend? like I seen you in
with the tap dance?
Lights, camera,