| You oughta see my baby when she walk down the street
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| Upsettin' everybody she meet
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| She’s twenty-three in the waist, thirty-eight in the hips
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| She got long black wavy hair and ruby-red lips
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| She’s tuff
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| Ooh, she’s tuff
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| My baby’s tuff, she ruff and tuff
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| And that’s tuff enough
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| She walk past a clock
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| The clock won’t tell time
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| She walk through the college
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| Professor lose his mind
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| 'Cause she’s tuff
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| Ooh, she’s tuff
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| My baby’s tuff, she ruff and tuff
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| And that’s tuff enough
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| The President said to my baby, «Come here, sweetheart
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| You can stop a world war even before it start
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| We know the enemy won’t pull the trigger
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| When they walk out on the front line and they see your fine figure»
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| 'Cause you tuff
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| Ooh, she’s tuff
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| My baby’s tuff, she ruff and tuff
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| And that’s tuff enough
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| And that’s tuff enough
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| And that’s tuff enough
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| And that’s tuff enough |