How wax drippin', honey what do you say
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I got a brand new record that i gotta play
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She says a 'Not now boy' but I did anyway
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'Cause I'm ready, so ready
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Your lips smackin', patty whackin' walkin' the street
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I got a rag top Chevy, now I'm back on my feet
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I get and E.M.H.O* woody when I sitin the seat
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'Cause I'm ready, so ready, yeah
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I got a girlfriend with the hoochie coochie eyes
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'Cause in the pink she looks so fine
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She's got the cracker jack now
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All I want's the prize, honey
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I know these hookers down on 42:nd street but a
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Ill-gotten booty's not my style
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I'll take a raincheck till i get back on my feet, honey
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'Cause I'm all right
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Oh, your daddy says I'm all right
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Oh, your mama says I'm all right
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Oh, my old lady says I'm all right
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Whip crackin' floozy way out of control
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She got a new kind of jelly in her jelly roll
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I got the right key, baby, but the wrong key hole
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And I'm ready, so ready
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I'm a red hot pistol and I'm ready to fight
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I'm a '38 special on a Saturday night
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I'm gonna kiss your boo-boo, honey make it all right
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'Cause I'm ready, so ready
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I got a crusier with a bimbo on the dash
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It kinda keeps my ass in line
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One little French kiss, honey, thet's my kinda trash, yeah
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My brand new baby's lookin' F.I.N.E.* - fine
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The sun is shining every day
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Ain't got no rubbers, now it's rainin' all the time, honey
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'Cause I'm all right
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My little sister says I'm all right
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Oh, my brother thinks I'm all right
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And my old lady knows I'm all right
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I feel like I'm hung up on the line
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I'd die for you but we were partners in the crime
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Everything about you is so F.I.N.E. - fine
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Let's put our clothes back on
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And by the way girl, what's your name again
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Come on, come on, come on, come on
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Oh yeah, yeah
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'Cause I'm all right
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Oh, your daddy says I'm all right
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Oh, and Tipper thinks I'm all right
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Oh, Joe Perry says I'm all right
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I pitch my tent in the pouring rain
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I got a back-seat lover that's a-callin' my name
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She's gonna blow my cover, she's as hot as a flame
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But I'm ready
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I shove my tongue right between your cheeks
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fee I haven't made love now, for 24 weeks
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I hear that you're so tight now your lovin' squeaks
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And I'm ready, so ready
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah....
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F.I.N.E*
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| Aerosmith |
