| I put my money into a condens can
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| You steal it 'way, give it to your TV man
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| Come here, pickney gal, come here
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| Where you think you’re running to
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| I said to come here, girl, pickney gal, come here
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| How could you say that I’m not real
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| Look pon your face, it fayva turn cornmeal
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| Come here, pickney gal, come here
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| Where you think you’re running to
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| I said to come, come here, pickney gal, come here
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| How could you say I’m not speaking the truth
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| Look pon your gut, it fayva spoilt jackfruit
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| Come here, pickney gal, come here
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| Where you think you’re running to
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| I said to come, come, come here girl, pickney gal, come here
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| Do, do, ha-ha, hai, ha-hai, hai
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| (Repeat 2nd and 3rd verse)
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| Come, come, come here babe, come here
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| Come here, lord, pickney gal, come here
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| Where you think you’re running to
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| Look, I said, come, come, come, come here, pickney gal, come here… |