Little lover sittin' in the corner with a former member of the jets
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He would write a letter to the editor about the little holes in her dress
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She said Oh, I'm so bored
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He said Oh, tell me more
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She popped him on the dick until he got a little bigger then she just blew up
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She grabbed him by the liver put his hands on her hips, said push my luck
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He said Oh, I'm so scared
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She said Oh, I don't care
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CHORUS:
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Just then the negros were dancing
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Just then backup singers backed up
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Just then the beat was entrancin'
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Just then the negros were dancin'
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A former member lit a cigarette said I bet you never get too much
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Little lover hit him on the shoulder, said you caught him that's ???? I touch
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He said Oh, I confess
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She said Oh, I'm not impressed
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They gathered up all the fingerprints and put splints on all the broken bones
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A former member lover to discover seven more overtones
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He said Oh, my dear
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She said Oh, touch me here
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CHORUS TWICE
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The Negroes Where Dancing
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| John Hiatt |
