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Who's that gigolo on the street |
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With his hands in his pockets and his crocodile feet |
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Hanging off the curb, looking all disturbed |
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At the boys from home. They all came running |
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They were making noise, manhandling toys |
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That's the girls on the block with the nasty curls |
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Wearing padded bras sucking beers through straws |
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Dropping down their drawers, where did you get yours? |
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Gigolo, Huh, sukka? |
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Gigolo, Huh, sukka? |
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Who's looking good today? |
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Who's looking good in every way? |
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No style rookie |
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You better watch don't mess with me |
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No moneyman can win my love |
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It's sweetness that I'm thinking of. |
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We always hang in a Buffalo Stance |
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We do the dive every time we dance |
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I'll give you love baby not romance |
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I'll make a move nothing left to chance |
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So don't you get fresh with me |
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So you say you wanted money but you know it's never funny |
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When your shoes worn through and there's a rumble in your tummy |
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But you had to have style get a gold tooth smile |
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Put a girl on the corner so you can make a pile |
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Committed a crime and went inside |
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It was coming your way but you had to survive |
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When you lost your babe, you lost the race |
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Now you're looking at me to take her place. |
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Who's looking good today? |
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Who's looking good in every way? |
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No style rookie |
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You better watch don't mess with me |
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No moneyman can win my love |
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It's sweetness that I'm thinking of. |
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We always hang in a Buffalo Stance |
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We do the dive every time we dance |
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I'll give you love baby not romance |
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I'll make a move nothing left to chance |
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So don't you get fresh with me |
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Smokin.' Not cokin.' Get funky sax. |
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Looking good, hanging with the wild bunch. |
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Looking good in a Buffalo Stance. |
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Looking good when it comes to the crunch |
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Looking good's a state of mind |
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State of mind don't look behind you |
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State of mind or you'll be dead |
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No moneyman can win my love |
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It's sweetness that I'm thinking of. |
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We always hang in a Buffalo Stance |
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We do the dive every time we dance |
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I'll give you love baby not romance |
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I'll make a move nothing left to chance |
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So don't you get fresh with me. |
