| I got no manners and I’m not too clean
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| But I know what I like, if you know what I mean
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| What’ll people say? |
| Well mister cantcha see
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| It don’t mean spit to me Hot damn, Lord above, I want a lotta woman with a lotta love
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| Well, thin is in, but it’s plain to see, it don’t mean spit to me
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| I need: big hips, sweet lips, make a man outta me The bigger the cushion, the better the pushin'- most definitely
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| (I need a whole lotta woman) To keep me satisfied
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| (I need a whole lotta woman) Baby, for ride after ride after ride
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| (I need a whole lotta woman) Yeah, 'cause what you are is what you eat
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| And I need something sweet
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| Lock the windows, close the doors, then she get down on all fours
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| Let the neighbors talk, but can’t you see, it don’t mean spit to me No! |
| Oh yeah!
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| (I need a whole lotta woman) Yes I do, to keep me satisfied
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| (I need a whole lotta woman)
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| Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, for ride after ride after ride
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| (I need a whole lotta woman)
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| I’m tellin’you, 'cause what you are is what you eat
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| And I need something sweet (I want somethin')
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| (Instrumental break)
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| never did, never will
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| (I need a whole lotta woman) Yeah, 'cause meatless girls don’t satisfy me
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| (I need a whole lotta woman) Mama mama, for ride after ride after ride
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| (I need a whole lotta woman) Yeah, that’s right, what you are is who you eat
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| And I need something
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| (I need a whole lotta woman) Oh, I need a whole lotta woman
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| (I need a whole lotta woman) Hey, Bruce
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| (I need a whole lotta woman) Yeah yeah, oh oh oh |