| I like your lips like I like my Coca-Cola, yeah
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| Oh how it pops and fizzes
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| You like my shirt like I like it when you hold my hand
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| The way — it fits — has got me feeling lucky
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| Lookie, who is stumblin', whoo! |
| You got that somethin'
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| Boy I wanna be where you are, and I’m gunnin' for ya'
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| Can’t even fall for some other man, 'cause brother man,
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| You know how to get hip to my heart.
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| C’mon now!
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| All the girls in town look you up and look you down, I know
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| So… come on an' pick your kitten
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| Purr, baby, purr, go ahead and say the word — let’s go!
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| I — think im the one you’re takin'; |
| got me feeling lucky
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| Lookie, who is stumblin', whoo! |
| You got that somethin'
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| Boy I wanna be where you are, and I’m gunnin' for ya'
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| Can’t even fall for some other man, 'cause brother man,
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| You know how to get hip to my heart.
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| Tell me now, who? |
| Who?
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| Tell me now, who? |
| Who?
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| You play it coo-ool, you play it so coo-coo-cool
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| And what am I supposed to do, when you play it so cool
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| And I got the hots for you?
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| Lookie, who is stumblin', whoo! |
| You got that somethin'
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| Boy I wanna be where you are, and I’m gunnin' for ya'
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| Can’t even fall for some other man, 'cause brother man,
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| You know how to get hip to my heart.
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| Lookie, who is stumblin', whoo! |
| You got that somethin'
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| Boy I wanna be where you are, and I’m gunnin' for ya'
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| Can’t even fall for some other man, 'cause brother man,
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| You know how to get hip to my heart.
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| I said, you know how to get hip to my heart.
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| I said, you know how to get hip to my heart. |