| (Some people don’t like the way
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| The way Sally walk)
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| (Ahem)
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| (Some people don’t like the way
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| They way Sally walk)
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| (Ahem)
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| (1−2-3−4 Hit it!)
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| (Daddy-O)
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| This story’s funny
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| I met this girl, and she had money
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| In vast abundance
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| Goo-goo gobs, I mean redundance
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| Her eyes were hazel
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| Her dress was suede, her voice was nasal
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| I found her so fly
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| But for the life of me, I didn’t know why
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| (Chorus)
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| (Delite)
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| Now here’s what took place
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| Recooed this jam, she rented the space
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| Nice place to party
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| But wouldn’t you know, it turned out sorry
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| It’s so confusin'
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| And sometimes I say it’s amusin'
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| The jam was okay
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| 'Til Sally walked in, 'cause just like I say
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| (Chorus)
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| Bridge:
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| (girl named Sally)
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| (girl named Sally hit it)
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| (girl named Sally)
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| (girl named Sally)
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| (1−2-3−4 Hit it!)
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| (girl named Sally)
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| (girl named Sally hit it)
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| (girl named Sally)
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| (girl named Sally)
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| (1−2-3−4 Hit it!)
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| (Daddy-O)
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| You know what? |
| She don’t live in Manhatten
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| Bronx, Queens, or the island of Staten
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| She’s a Brooklyn swinga
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| So fly, every Friday night I might ring her
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| Telephone, yo D guess what (What?)
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| She’s all alone (So?)
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| Stoned to the bone
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| Her shape’s full grown
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| The kind of girl I’d love to own, ya see 'cause
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| (Chorus)
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| (Daddy-O)
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| I’m still with Sally
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| Paid and now we’re both (feelin' Cali)
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| (Frukwan)
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| I think I love her
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| I know that I think highly of her
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| (Delite)
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| Believe it or not
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| I even thought
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| of tying the knot
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| (All Three)
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| She’s opened my nose
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| And I ignore the story that goes:
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| (Chorus)
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| Bridge (x2) |