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POS: |
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Greetings, girl, and welcome to my world of phrase |
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I'm right up to bat |
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It's a Daisy Age and you're about to walk top-stage |
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So wipe your Lottos on the mat |
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Hip-hop love this is and don't mind when I quiz your |
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Involvements before the sun |
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But clear your court 'cause this is a one-man sport |
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And who's better for this than Plug One |
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Now you don't have to worry about me squashin' other deals |
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'Cause they've already been squooshed |
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Freeze a frame about moods the same which we can continue |
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Right behind the bush |
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You'll stay with me |
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Eye Know this |
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But not because of all my earthly treasures |
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Or regardless to the fact that I'm Posdnuos |
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But because |
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(Eye know Eye love you better) |
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DOVE: |
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May I cut this dance to introduce myself as |
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The chosen one to speak |
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Let me lay my hand across yours |
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And aim a kiss upon your cheek |
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They name's Plug Two |
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And from the soul I bring you |
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The Daisy of your choice |
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May it be filled with the pleasure principle |
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In circumference to my voice |
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About those other Jennys I reckoned with |
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Lost them all like a homework excuse |
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This time the Magic Number is two |
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'Cause it takes two, not three, to seduce |
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My destiny of love is brought to an apex |
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Sex is a mere molecule |
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In this world of love that I have for you |
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It's true |
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(Eye know Eye love you better) |
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POS: |
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Now it's time to let this rhyme style |
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Get somewhat poured in the mold |
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Take my hand and we'll pick my plantation |
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Of Daisies for a bouquet of Soul |
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Life will begin at the cut of a rim |
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Take it as filled to the rim as in brim |
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Squeeze your stoop like Betty Boop |
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We'll make Campbell's Alphabet Soup |
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And spell Plug One's within |
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Forward march is the say |
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When transistors will play |
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Come into bed is the mood |
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Dolby sound will be then top crowned |
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When I put the needle into your groove |
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I got a good thing |
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And in full swing |
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I show this in gifts, words or letters |
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But even without those three |
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Eye know you'll be close to me 'cause |
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(Eye know I love you better) |
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DOVE: |
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It's I again and the song that I send |
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Is taking steps to reach your heart |
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Any moment you feel alone |
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I can fill up your empty part |
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We can ascend 'till we reach De La Heaven |
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And in a spin we'll hit the Top Ten |
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Then we will meet Mr Stuckie |
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And Pos' brother Lucky will preach |
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Let the wedding begin |
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Shot by an arrow of cupid |
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Through the string of a G-clef |
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My dear, I claim you're def |
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And if you can hear me, by golly gee, |
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Trugoy is ready for what you posess |
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We could live in my Plug Two home |
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And on Mars where we could be all alone |
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And we make a song for two, |
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Picture perfect things and I sing of how |
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(Eye know I love you better) |
