| Last night I crashed a party
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| Memphis groovy chick
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| Between some hits, we were rappin' wits
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| Wow, did we leave quits
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| We drove down to a hotel
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| Strolled up to the desk
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| Clerk started rappin' about a Mr. & Miss
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| Wow, was that a mess
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| All the hotels were booked up tight
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| I almost wanted to cry
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| Just a good night kiss and miss all of this
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| Wow, and left high 'n' dry
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| Clock kept right on ticking
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| Had everything in the bag
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| Honeycomb just right at my fingertips
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| Wow, was that a drag
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| So we pulled out by the roadside
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| And we both let up a deuce
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| She started scanning my FM band and
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| Wow, did we get loose
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| Car got warm and smokey
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| We just jams ___ till dawn
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| I noticed she was really getting stoned
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| So I said wow let’s get it on
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| I started cuddling while she’s getting stoned
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| She wasn’t quite stoned enough
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| When I began to roam a bit
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| She got rough on my john and stuff
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| So watch it, when she’s all stoned
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| And acting lovey and loose
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| All alone you want to get it on
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| Light up another deuce
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| Light up another deuce
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| Light up another
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| Give me another… |