| Mini-skirt Minnie, lord have mercy, you’re the baddest thing around
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| Mini-skirt Minnie, huh, look what you’re puttin' down, look here
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| Now when you walk that walk, yeah baby, you know you look so fine
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| When you talk that talk, oh child, you know you just drive men out of their
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| minds
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| You got me slippin' around, chippin' 'round, sneakin' 'round, peeepin' 'round
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| Oh baby, ow! |
| The taste of your love
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| Mini-skirt Minnie, you know you really come on strong, yeah
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| You got a hold on me chasin' after you, baby
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| You’ve got the women cryin' & carryin' on, oh yeah
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| You know you wear your dresses so high
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| You stop the traffic when you walk by
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| & the way you twist & carry on, you know what?
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| You’re gonna break up a lot of happy homes
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| You got me slippin' around, chippin' 'round, sneakin' 'round, peeepin' 'round
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| Oh baby, ow! |
| The taste of your love
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| Mini-skirt Minnie, yeah, you know I’m gonna pull your mini-skirt down, yeah
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| Mini-skirt Minnie, yeah yeah, I dig what you’re puttin' down, go on with your
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| fine self
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| A taste of your love, that’s all I want; |
| just a taste of your love,
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| I’ve got to have it
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| A taste of your love, child |