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it up



Zoop, well it up
Shoop the Wendy Cooper loopy
Low brow, low
She me, "What's the name?"
I flashed the grossest in show biz
Jumped out it's open:
"What's yours?"
"Um, Jenny, um..."
5 o'clock with the sum
colassal miss, may I process your Pentium?
But ae is
"My
The pigeon holing roles that your predecessor's in the kismet"
Her eyes googled back "?that want to fortune to? breed a new kink in the posture
"Just get all barnacley
Get P.T. Barnumed in 3D THX sound dismissal
Sorry hun, it's just the last ?group? was a
Like them girls you bump into like luck
get high in the kiss once when she's punch drunk
Watch her misinterpret the moment touch
mc-clingalot claim instant one love
And gotta beg your friends to take 'em off your hands like thumbcuffs
Or them barbies you'll for a sexy second (love you)
Give 'em a Hyde Hekyl to Jekyl and she makes Hitler look cuddly
But Jenny in the sky emerald eyes
so different so delicious so ?de fish?
I'd be willing to walk the limb
So let's get a few things out the way: (okay)
I'm clinically bonkers and just about god's great earth offers
I be getting dressed up to impress your family dear
And if I can't wear jeans and sneakers I won't be lamping there
Nope, aggro-pimp, sinfully, ?novel,? back it up no-diggity soldier
Magic-touch fingertip
Own up to dirty debutant animalistic instincts
ritual courting and breeding behaviour" (like what?)
"I of Jeannie and fucking her obsecenly
But Jeannie could be so easily if you'd let me
Hell, the bad-tac Merlin-- 'e' for effort
Most of these high-post Fabio motherfucks make my head hurt
Dead up-- I got death in the skull but you'll get to it ma
Dinner and cinema, yes, just cough the up
Sure, he with naked pockets but I carry dreams
Like I want to be an anstronaut you marry me"
(WHAAAAT???)
"You're this I feel smothered it's crowding me awfully, dolly
I you, Get the fuck off me! Sorry." (Call me)
And I'm circling her like a tiger shark frenzied but
"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 raw vintage mixed with mega-low society
Mister gutter-fuck if you try me
So it is, game. I mean it's not like I'm sweating you
because when it comes down to it, most of y'all are the same
But now it's your turn baby, it out"
"Okay" She punched me dead in the fuckin and walked away

Watch out cause you know he don't love ya
Bazookatooth is one bad
He's a low life pimp a low life game
He needs a no life dame with a strobe frame

it up now..

No on the finger
There no strings attached
But if you television and
depression
Get a carton of
And we can make it
Get mac in
leave your bag up on my curb with the trashcan
?Pretend? like I seen you in
?Relax with the tap
Lights, camera,