| Made of money, I was thinking about her all week
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| Would’ve treated her to some Grigio, and fresh brie
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| The way we vibing it reminded me of ice tea
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| Want to drink it up so baby come and let’s leave
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| Sweet, Tangerine Girl
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| Sweet, girl
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| Sweet, girl
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| Got me grooving when I’m turning on the radio
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| If you feel it baby go ahead and let me know
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| We could run away and hang out on the country side
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| Cause not a problem in the world if it’s just you and I Sweet, Tangerine Girl
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| Sweet, girl
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| Sweet, girl
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| Bad to the bad to the
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| Bad to the bad to the
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| Bad to the bad to the
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| Bad to the bad to the bad to the bone
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| Look real close, I should’ve known
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| Heels and the toes to be matching her coat
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| And the jewels and the rose
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| Just to add to the show
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| MM-MM Fine, Clementine
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| What I gotta do to make you mine?
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| Girl you set my heart on fire
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| Open fire, I could die from
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| Sweet tea, and I need refreshment
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| The best in sheets, better keep me guessing
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| Must aim to please, teach me a lesson
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| Geek Van der Beek, dawg, reek a second
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| All stop, Bumbaclaat
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| Do you want to run to the sun or not
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| If you wanna fly better come inside
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| Come along we’ll go for a ride
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| Bad to the bad to the
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| Bad to the bad to the
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| Bad to the bad to the
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| Sweet, Tangerine Girl
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| Sweet, girl
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| Sweet, girl |