| Well I see you looking baby,
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| do you dig what you see?
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| I bet you’re thinking there ain’t much of me
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| I ain’t got big hips, I’ve just got a little waist
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| And I ain’t «thirty eight» no place
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| But I’ve got everything I need to keep my man satisfied
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| 'cos if you know how to use what you got
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| It doesn’t matter about your size
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| Well there ain’t too many pounds of meat on my frame
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| And it’s in good shape, but it’s meat just the same
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| I’m no Brigitte Bardot but to my man I’m fine
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| And nature supplied me baby, not the Five and Dime
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| But I’ve got everything I need to keep my man satisfied
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| 'cos if you know how to use what you got
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| It doesn’t matter about your size
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| Well my hair’s not silk, I don’t mind if it’s known
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| At least the hair I’ve got I can call my own
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| I’m not tall like a model, I’m just so high
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| How high must you be to sat-is-fy
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| But I’ve got everything I need to keep my man satisfied
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| 'cos if you know how to use what you got
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| It doesn’t matter about your size
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| Said if you know how to use what you got
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| It doesn’t matter about your size |