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I said drop down, baby; you know you strike me kinda funny
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You got a handful of gimme & a mouthful of "Thank you honey"
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CHORUS:
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& I say jump back, baby, jump back, baby
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Check yourself, don't you wreck yourself
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You know it may look like I'm crazy, baby, but I know better
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Don't try to hand me no 2-ton feather
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You're talkin' to me, baby, like you know somethin' I don't know
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So I'll just out, baby, & there you are walkin' in the snow
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(chorus)
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You want me to wear cardboard & have my food starched
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& then you want me to go out into the world & make my mark
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(chorus)
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(instrumental)
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You know, baby, you've got a lot
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I say to you, baby, no, but you're not
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(chorus; substitute last line with "Baby, you're gonna lose your happy home")
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Some tellin' me sweet honey don't come from the bees
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& then some tellin' me sweet peaches don't come from the trees
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(chorus)
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Two Ton Feather
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| Dion Dimucci |
