| Sticky sweet said, won’t you come with me, I did not dare refuse her company
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| She don’t dance, she can’t count, we got nothing to talk about
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| There was one thing that she had to do with me She said, move a little to the left, move a little to the right
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| And strip me down, let your fingers do the walkin'
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| Strip me down, down, down, down, down
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| She got hot and said she wanted more
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| There were five lords called in from right next door
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| Pumpin’iron, pumpin’sweat, you know how that baby gets
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| Got to give it your all before you put it to bed, no more
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| Then she said, move a little to the left, move a little to the right
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| You’re messin’with some bad company, and I can’t play with you all night
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| Strip me down, let your fingers do the walkin'
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| Strip me down, down, down, down, down
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| Strip me down, I let my drummer do the talkin'
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| Strip me down, down, down, down
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| She said ooh, to once play the game, and you know the results will be the same
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| She bit down like a shark, I should have known then to countermark
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| Oh no, here I go again
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| chorus repeats 2x (2nd time: 'mr. Clayton’instead of 'my drummer') |