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Well, it's Friday night |
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And I need a fight |
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If she don't spread |
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I'm gonna bust her head |
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The guy's gone mad |
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'Cause his chick's been had |
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But what can we do |
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When there's four of you? |
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(Sweet F.A.) Never gonna make it |
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(Sweet F.A.) People think we fake it |
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(Sweet F.A.) Now we're gonna take it |
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(Sweet) F.A. |
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Try to pull me out |
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Like a roustabout |
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Gonna spend my bread |
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Then I'll kick your head |
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You're just my size |
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But if you're so wise |
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See the chick in black |
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Maybe she'll come back |
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(Sweet F.A.) Never gonna make it |
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(Sweet F.A.) People think we fake it |
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(Sweet F.A.) Now we're gonna take it |
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(Sweet) F.A. |
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Ah-ah-ah F.A. |
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Ah-ah-ah F.A. |
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Yeah, the hustle's now |
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Really nice somehow |
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See the street car scene |
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From the black limousine |
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Shout it out |
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Let it all hang out |
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But you won't get rough |
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'Cause it's all a bluff |
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(Sweet F.A.) Never gonna make it |
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(Sweet F.A.) People think we fake it |
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(Sweet F.A.) Now we're gonna take it |
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(Sweet) F.A. |
