| I’m jittery jumpin' like a scratch-less itch
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| Like a tail on a tomcat beginning to twitch
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| I need some sweet silence filling up my head
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| I need to spend some more time tangled up in my bed
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| Burning up both ends of my wick
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| Started running while the bomb still ticks
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| You better hurry up and get out quick
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| When the Mama go loco
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| When the Mama go loco
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| Pack your bags and hit the road, Joe
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| Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick pow
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| The Mama gone loco
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| My pulse is poppin' with a fevered heat
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| I got the black cat voodoo with a jungle beat
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| My body shaking and my hair gone wild
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| I wanna throw down on the floor like a screamin' child
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| Seeing red, but it don’t mean stop
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| This firecracker 'bout to pop
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| You better bail before I blow my top
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| When the Mama go loco
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| When the Mama go loco
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| You better get out, better go, go
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| Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick pow
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| The Mama gone loco
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| When the Mama go loco
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| When the Mama go loco
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| Stick around here? |
| No, no, no
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| Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick
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| When the Mama go loco
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| When the Mama go loco
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| You better get out, better go, go
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| Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick pow
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| The Mama gone loco |