| I don't know how you don't understand
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| I'm already seven years old
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| And that I can go to the bathroom
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| Of the men without a mother
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| But she is insistent
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| And she washes my teeth
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| To show her friend
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| What a cute baby he spawned
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| "Baby, come here"
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| And she's driving me crazy
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| “otherwise you are going to see when dad comes”
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| Don't break my coconuts anymore
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| Don't break my coconuts anymore
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| Don't break my coconuts anymore uoo ooo
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| When we visit the aunt
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| That old woman with the mustache and pimples
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| who kisses me on the tail
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| And they make you want to throw gas
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| And she teaches me catechism
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| Now that my mind is weak
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| Because she knows that when she grows up
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| In that deception I will not fall
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| "Baby you have to learn"
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| And it's driving me crazy
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| "Without the Lord's help, what are you going to do?"
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| Don't break my coconuts anymore
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| Don't break my coconuts anymore
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| Don't break my coconuts anymore uoo ooo
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| She doesn't let him be friends
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| Of blacks or beggars
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| Of children of communists
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| Not even the mongolian from behind
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| she dreams to see me man
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| In tie and uniform
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| And I'm already buying myself
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| The ballet tights
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| "Baby you have to dress well"
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| And it's driving me crazy
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| "otherwise the girls won't love you"
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| Don't break my coconuts anymore
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| Don't break my coconuts anymore
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| Don't break my coconuts anymore uoo ooo
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| Now Charlie! |