| I skipped the line, I paid my dime
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| I hung my coat, and now it’s time
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| To move to the forefront take my rounds
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| Say peace and give a pound have a drink, get down
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| I’m on the floor, besides the door
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| The sound is rich, and I ain’t poor
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| I’m looking for Susie or Wendy or Judy
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| But look at her Who me?
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| Yes, you sweetie, although it’s hard to see thee
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| I see your silhouette and what I see has got me needy
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| I need you for a second of your time
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| But then I reckon that a second is too short let me try
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| You’re slammin!
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| But anyway, I’d like to say
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| I’m Dres of the Black Sheep givin you play
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| Step out in the light, come show off yourself
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| Yo, I’m sorry, I thought you were someone else.
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| Chorus: Dres, Strobelite Hoe
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| I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go Don’t go Just don’t know Why? |
| Hon, I just don’t know
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| I gotta go, I gotta go, I gotta go Don’t go See something ain’t right Why? |
| It’s the strobelite
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| Insert — Mista Lawnge, Dres, Strobelite Hoe
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| Van Damne, Oh man, now you look out
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| I can not dig it, I can not dig it No, yo Black, I can not dig it Listen Hon, I mean aaaaaah
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| It’s nice looking at you, I just have to go My man is right over there Where you going?
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| I have to go Huhhhhh?
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| I’m on my way Black, I’m on my way
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| Don’t you have a number or something?
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| Listen it’s ahhhhhhh, 765−4321
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| What area code is that?
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| One, nine-hundred
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| Verse Two: Dres
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| Listen here dear, step to the rear
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| Find yourself a seat, buy yourself a beer
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| Eat some pretzels, go play some videos
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| Thank you for your time honey, but hoe, I gotta go I think I lost my coat, and plus I’m double parked
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| I thought you was my girl, see I can’t see in the dark
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| Anyway I’m out, out is where I be
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| I’ve got to step, With the viscosity
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| When you see a honey by the strobelite
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| Black I hope you got good sight
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| For honey that you see, like a Shakespeare soliloquy
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| May or may not be, all that
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| In fact, quite wacked
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| With the girl that makes you stop tracks
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| But neither here nor there fear
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| Unless, of course, you don’t care
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| Listen baby girl, let me say it slow
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| I-have-to-go
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| Not to dis, but lets disperse
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| Yo, I’ll see you later, unless I see you first
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| Outro: Dres
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| Can’t swing tonight, so ahhhhhhh
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| Honey take a hike, go fly a kite
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| And I don’t mean to be impolite
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| But yo, I’m outta here aight? |