| I met a pretty girl who really turned me on
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| But we didn’t make it very far
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| It’s hard to make love to a lady
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| When she’s munching on a candy bar
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| And I couldn’t help but say:
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| «Ain't no time for Milky-Way»
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| And she goes:
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| «I get off on it
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| I get off on it
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| Give just a little slack
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| Can’t you see I’m into snacks
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| I get off on it»
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| There was a pretty thing in Los Angeles
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| But she was a man in women’s clothes
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| I told him he was dressing kinda dangerous
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| 'cause how’s a fool like me gonna know
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| And I couldn’t help but say:
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| «Why you wanna dress that way»
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| And he goes:
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| «I get off on it
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| I get off on it
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| Ain’t no sweat off your nose
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| I just dig 'em ladies clothes
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| I get off on it»
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| Good old boy he met a girl and liked her
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| But she didn’t know what he was all about
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| 'cause when he filled his lip with tobacco
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| Don’t you know it nearly grossed her out
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| And she couldn’t help but say:
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| «Why you wanna do that way»
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| And he goes:
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| «I get off on it
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| I get off on it
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| I don’t mean to make you flip
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| But don’t be messin' with my dip
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| I get off on it»
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| There is a dude up in New York City
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| He wears nothing but a raincoat and he walks around
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| He comes up on to a lady looking pretty
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| And he gives her just glimpse from the waist down
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| And she couldn’t help but say:
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| «Why you wanna act that way»
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| And he goes:
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| «I get off on it
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| I get off on it
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| I don’t mean to bring you down
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| But I just gotta flash around»
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| There was a girl I had a lot of fun with
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| 'Til she asked me to her house one night
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| And when she told me she was into bondage
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| Well don’t you know it nearly blew my mind
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| And I couldn’t help but say:
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| «Why you wanna do that way»
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| And she goes:
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| «I get off on it
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| I get off on it
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| Can’t you see I’m into pain
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| Please let me do my thing» |