| Here she come walkin' down the street
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| She’s so lovely and, ooh, she’s so sweet
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| She’s just a streetheart to me
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| I don’t need no fancy lady
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| Always trying to be, yeah
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| She got it movin' like an clock
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| She the best thing that, ooh, down on my block
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| She’s just a streetheart to me
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| I don’t need no fancy lady
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| Always trying to be, yeah
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| Woah that perfume that caught her in pain
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| Makes me think you are what you ain’t
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| Way my little girl, treats her man
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| She’s so fine, well I can love that girl
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| I’ll love her till the end of time
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| Don’t know exactly what it is that she got
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| But I do know that, ooh, she got a lot
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| She’s just a streetheart to me
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| I don’t need no fancy lady
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| Always trying to be, no no
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| Woah that perfume that caught her in pain
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| Makes me think you are what you ain’t
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| Way my little girl, treats her man
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| She’s so fine, I can love that girl
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| Love her till the end of time
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| She got it movin' like an clock
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| She the best thing that, ooh, down on my block
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| She’s just a streetheart to me
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| I don’t need no fancy lady
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| Always trying to be, yeah |