| Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah!
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| Some call me the gangster of love
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| Some people call me Maurice
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| 'Cause I speak of the pompitous of love
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| People talk about me, baby
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| They say I’m doin' you wrong when I’m doin' you right
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| Well, don’t you worry baby
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| Don’t worry
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| 'Cause I’m right here, I’m right here, right here, right here at home
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| 'Cause I’m a picker, I’m a grinner
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| I’m a lover, and I’m a sinner
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| And play my music in the sun
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| I’m a joker, I’m a smoker
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| I’m a midnight toker
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| I get my lovin' on the run
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| You’re the cutest thing that I ever did see
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| I really love your peaches, want to shake your tree
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| Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time
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| Ooo-eee baby, I’ll sure show you a good time
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| 'Cause I’m a picker, I’m a grinner
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| I’m a lover, and I’m a sinner
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| And play my music in the sun
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| I’m a joker, I’m a smoker
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| I’m a midnight toker
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| I sure don’t want to hurt no one
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| Lots of people keep talking about me, baby
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| They say I’m doin' you wrong when I’m doing you right
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| Well don’t you worry, don’t worry, baby, don’t worry mama
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| 'Cause I’m right here, I’m right here, right here, right here at home
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| 'Cause I’m a picker, I’m a grinner
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| I’m a lover, and I’m a sinner
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| And play my music in the sun
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| I’m a joker, I’m a smoker
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| I’m a midnight toker
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| I sure don’t want to hurt no one
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| 'Cause I’m a picker, I’m a grinner
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| I’m a lover, and I’m a sinner
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| And play my music in the sun
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| I’m a joker, I’m a smoker
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| I’m a midnight toker
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| I sure don’t want to hurt no one |