| Oooohooooh
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| Its a cold night, beneath the street light, there’s a man whose pants are too
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| tight
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| Oh no, his pants are too tight
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| My pants are too tight
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| He stands there, an empty stare, trying to make enough money for his cab fare
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| home
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| He’ll have to walk home tonight
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| Don’t have enough for the ride
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| The streets are cruel, he tries to act cool, he goes to work with only his one
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| tool
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| You can put away your tool, Jemaine
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| You don’t have to be, a prostitute
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| No no no no no
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| You can say no, to being a man hoe
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| A male gigolo
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| You don’t have to be, a prostitute
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| No no no no no
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| You can say no to being a night looker, boy hooker, rent boy, bro, hoe
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| He can’t see his way out
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| I can not see my way out
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| He can’t see his way out
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| Male prostitution seems to be my only option
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| He can’t see his way out
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| I can not see my way out
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| He can’t see his way out
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| No, no, no, no, no
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| He sends cheap thrills, to pay expensive bills
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| But check your résumé, you must have some other skills
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| Do you have any other skills?
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| Like typing?
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| They see him, want him to please them, want him to play them, but they don’t
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| even pay him
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| Oh no, they don’t think he’s worth it at all
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| Don’t think I know when, he tries to bring them home, maybe that would be a way
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| if he lived alone
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| Oh, you have a roommate Jemaine, don’t bring them home
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| You don’t have to be, a prostitute
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| No no no no no
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| You can say no, to being a man hoe
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| A male gigolo
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| You don’t have to be, a prostitute
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| No no no no no
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| You can say no to being a night looker, boy hooker, rent boy, bro, hoe |