Verse 1:
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Here's a little story 'bout a Friday night,
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buckwild, 'cause yo, that's kind of my style,
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check it,
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on the town with a girl named Kay-Bee,
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and a bow-wow-wow yippie-yo yippie any way,
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I was straight out illin',
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why do I say so? 'cause yo, my girl was home chillin,
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fancy restaurant me and Kay frontin',
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it was called Lay....um, Jay...um, somethin',
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I was ready to attack her, unh,
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giving the sex look like Dracula,
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a little bit of soft music playin,
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and Don Perrier, it was on, know what I'm sayin,
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every thing was lovely, but then,
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what the damn, my girlfriend walked in,
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oh my goodness, danger, trouble, dread,
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oh I'm dead, mayday code red
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Verse 2:
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my oh my, what am I to do?
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gotta get away, cause my girlfriend's coming through,
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um Jay, I gotta, um, well, see, there's well, this, um, exscuse me,
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to the back with the mucho-quickness,
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my girl's gonna kill me and leave no witnesses,
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I'm in the bathroom hiding like a punk,
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but there's bars on the windows, I can't jump,
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exit stage left, quickly plan B,
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gotta find a way that my girl won't see me,
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crawling on the floor, I'm feeling sick,
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like this some old Charlie Chaplin flick,
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heart poundin' a round a mile-a-minute,
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this time I really done did it,
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down on my hands and my knees on the floor,
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I'm looking at the front door,
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ready, set, make the dash,
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her back is turned, maybe I can get past,
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I almost made it, but then, damn, she turned her head,
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code red
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break it on down
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Verse 3:
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all was perfect, the ship was sailing,
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but now it's sinking, so yo, I'm bailin',
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I kept on runnin' even though she saw me,
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and I sat and waited at home for baby to call me,
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I watched a little TV,
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phone started ringing 'bout 12:23,
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I picked it up real slow, and said,
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"mmmmm..hello?",
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she wasn't having it, she snapped, went bezerk,
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girl made my head hurt,
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I tried to be as cool as I could be,
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I said hey, it wadn't me,
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she wasn't having that melody,
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needless to say, she left me,
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another brother just couldn't control his head, (another one)
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code red
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Code Red
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| DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince |
