| Verse One:
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| I got a friend he ain’t never had no wife
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| Don’t understand why she’s the joy of my whole life
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| He said explain, and I know it sounds uncouth
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| But it’s a feelin' in my stomach if you want to know the truth
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| It’s a taste, well I like to call my own
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| It’s a smell I only smell when I’m at home
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| I like to slide my face close to it and put it on my tongue
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| And I don’t lift my head back up until she says I’m done
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| Chorus:
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| I said that love means never havin' to say
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| I said that love keeps tastin' better everyday
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| I said that love means never havin' to say you’re hungry
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| Verse Two:
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| Well you know I love her biscuits, and you know I love her buns
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| You know I’ll eat her brisket, I ain’t never had more fun
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| I love her enchiladas, and I love her refried beans
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| Add a couple jalapenos and you’ll know just what I mean
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| Repeat Chorus
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| verse Three:
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| It’s chicken fried, and it’s served with collard greens
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| You think you’d died when you’re bustin' at the seams
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| She’ll unbutton that top button, wipe her hands on that ol' blouse
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| She’s always lookin' finger-lickin' good around the house
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| Repeat Chorus Twice
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| I said that love means never havin' to say you’re hungry |