| I met the boy in Paris
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| I didn’t know a little bit of franglais
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| Was all I spoke but on body language we got by
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| And the little twinkle in his eye
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| The boy licked my lollipop
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| He licked it good tutti frutti had me giving
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| More than I could no corny words to turn me off
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| No need for voulez voulez couchez moi
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| A little less lip a little more bite
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| We’ll be undisturbed
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| A little less chat a little more fight
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| Would do us good
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| A little less yadda yadda
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| Less Talk, More Action!
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| My boy’s not the cleverest
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| In the rank he may have a few a few baubles in
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| His think tank but what he does he does it right
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| And he keeps me dancing day and night
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| Don’t need no supercalifragelistic
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| Man no beat around the bush in order to get to it
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| Man something mama said that I have learned
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| Sometimes a boy is better seen not heard
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| A little less lip a little more bite
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| We’ll be undisturbed
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| A little less chat a little more fight
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| Would do us good
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| A little less yadda yadda
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| Less Talk, More Action!
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| A little less lip a little more bite
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| We’ll be undisturbed
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| A little less chat a little more fight
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| Would do us good
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| A little less yadda yadda
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| Less Talk, More Action! |