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She's territorial and hypercritical |
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She needs a miracle nothing spiritual |
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She's going medical, ain' t it terrible |
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Well hold her near not close |
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One more kiss, don't choke |
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Are you man enough to fight |
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You're hung real well so fight |
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Swing your hips, young son, and fight |
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There's no one here to fight |
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She loves to sweat you dry |
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But it feels sonice |
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Now do another line |
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Just to pass the time |
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Are you man enough to fight |
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You're hung real well so fight |
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Swing your hips, young son, and fight |
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There's no one here to fight |
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(chorus) |
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I wish, I wish the best for you |
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But your tits gone dry, now hate me |
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Come on, come of age |
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I bleed to wait |
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Will you participate |
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She had the best of names |
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Are you man enough to fight |
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You're hung real well so fight |
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Swing your hips, young son, and fight |
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There's no one here to fight |
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I wish, I wish the best of you |
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I wish, I wish the best of you |
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Are you man enough to fight, are you man enough to |
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fight |
