| Easy tiger
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| Take a swim and your skin will never feel clean
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| A reminder
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| That she’s not your girl and she’ll never be
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| I’m happy beside her
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| When she fumbles her lighter
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| Who
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| Who
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| Who’s that trespassing on my lawn?
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| Well, I won’t stand for it
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| The big bad teeth of loyal dogs
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| Will rip right through a kid
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| Who
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| Who
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| Who
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| Who
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| «Go get 'em tiger,»
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| Says MJ to Pete and then Pete’s on his way
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| I’m a spider
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| I wanna crawl up your legs girl
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| Don’t make me beg
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| 'Cause I’m happy beside her
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| 'cause my love is a lifer
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| Who
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| Who
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| Who’s that pixie giving me second thoughts?
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| Well, I can’t help but think:
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| The rips in her Adidas were just for me and
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| Her favorite color is pink
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| Who
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| Who
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| Who
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| Who
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| But who’s that fossil telling me I can’t dance?
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| That I can’t dance for shit
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| I bob my head and stare at the ground
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| And squint my eyes like this
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| Who’s that fossil telling me that I can’t dance?
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| Telling me I can’t sing for shit
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| And the big bad teeth of big bad wolves
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| Will show you who they’re with
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| Like the stripes of the tiger
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| Like the legs of the spider |
| And the splash of the diver
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| Got all over your highness
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| My love
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| My low
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| My love
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| My love
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| My low
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| Who
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| Who
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| Who |