| I walked into a cafe
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| I see a little 2-Tone girl
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| I skanked up to her face and said
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| «Gee, what a small world.»
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| And then we started dancin'
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| Somethin' started to smell
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| It must have been sovacos but I really could not tell
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| Follow you around for the rest of your days
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| Never let you play cards with your friends
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| And when you come home late for the rest of your life she’s gonna nag, nag, nag
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| It’s been about a week or two since I met this 2-Tone girl
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| All my closest friends they say she really screwed up my world
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| I’m always afraid she’ll come around and surprise me one more time
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| 'Cause every time she thinks I’m near it’s time for another good, good time
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| Follow you around for the rest of your days
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| Never let you play cards with your friends
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| And when you come home late for the rest of your life she’s gonna nag, nag, nag
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| Man follow woman to the altar, run, daddy, run
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| I said man follow woman to the altar, run, daddy, run
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| The bitch no good for you, run, daddy, run
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| I said the bitch no good for you, run, daddy, run
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| Follow you around for the rest of your days
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| Never let you play cards with your friends
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| And when you come home late for the rest of your life she’s gonna nag, nag, nag |