| Okay Ladies and Genlteman,
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| Mama’s about to bring it home
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| Here we go
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| Eyelashes on, high heels too
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| Can’t move too fast 'cause all my weight is in my boots
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| When I wake up, I dream I juice
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| Get on my knees and have a kiki with hey Seuss
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| I say thank you lord, for these hand-me-downs
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| For these lady curves on the path I found
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| 'Cause my light ain’t high behind the bush no more
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| The only bush on me was shaven off this morning
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| Come on now pray and slay
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| 'Cause there ain’t no way to pray the gay away
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| Come on now pray and slay
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| 'Cause there ain’t no way to pray the gay away
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| Come on now pray, pray, pray, pray
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| And slay, slay, slay, slay
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| Pray, pray, pray, pray and slay
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| So when you’re feelin down in the mornin
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| I’ll tell you what you, what you, what you supposed to do
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| It’s time to pray and slay
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| 'Cause there ain’t no way to pray the gay away
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| It’s time to pray and slay
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| 'Cause there ain’t no way to pray the gay away |