| I see these women at the car wash
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| Women at the mall, little-bitty women and women who are tall
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| One of them is perfect and I want her for myself
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| Never gonna settle for anybody else
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| All my good buddies try to fix me up, buddy, I’ve had enough
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| I’m gonna run a few red lights, grind a few gears
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| Start a few fist fights, drink a few beers
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| Even though I’m tryin' every trick in the book
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| You gimme drop dead, drop dead looks
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| You the finest woman that I’ve ever seen
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| Why you wanna be so mean?
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| Well, everybody tries to tell me there’s nothin' I can do
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| But I’m a man with a mission, baby, you know it’s you, it’s you
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| Well I’m a man with a mission, man with a mission
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| Man with a mission, baby, you know it’s you, it’s you
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| Everybody runnin' round here
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| Sayin', «Where's the party? |
| Where’s the party?»
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| Sonny-boy, don’t ask me, 'cause I don’t know
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| I got somethin' else on my mind today, somewhere else to go
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| Well-a, well-a, well-a everybody tries to tell me, there’s nothin' I can do
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| But I’m a man with a mission, baby you know it’s you, it’s you
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| Well I’m a man with a mission
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| Man with a mission, man with a mission
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| Baby, you know it’s you, it’s you
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| Man with a mission, man with a mission
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| Man with a mission, baby you know it’s you, it’s you
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| Man with a mission, man with a mission
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| Man with a mission, baby, you know it’s you |