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better get it while you can |
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She got a stainless steel liver - make any man quiver |
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The way she drink that Thunderbird wine |
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She got her feet up on the table and she's naked to the neighbor |
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Oh I wish she was a friend of mine |
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If that ain't enough, Lord, she plays the guitar |
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Just like Mississippi John Hurt |
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The rows start to bump the feet start to pump |
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My heart jumped right outta my shirt |
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CHORUS: |
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Better get it while you can |
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I believe this girl is ready |
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Well you call yourself a man (boy) |
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You better be steady |
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Pull your socks up to your chin |
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Jump right in |
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You better get it while you can |
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Well that whiskey's kinda soothin' |
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So my feets start to movin' |
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And I strolls on up to say hi |
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But the floor is full of razors |
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And her eyes are just like lasers |
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Oooh my tongue feels like a piece of pie |
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So after choking on my spirit |
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(that's what you get for getting near it) |
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She start talking like a telephone |
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Then she raps her arms around me |
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Them arms they like to drown me |
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This girl she know about the flesh and bone |
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REPEAT CHORUS |
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You're gonna be old and shrivelled up some day |
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Yeah... |