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Okay, so I have no steady income. Or a racy car. Or fine jewelry. Or any rhythm on the dance floor. But take it from me, guys like me are pretty hard to find. Just ask the police. |
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Well it don't seem fair, Well I'm not too fat I don't drink too much Your mama won't bug me My head and hips Spoken: |
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