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CHORUS:
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Don't mess with my toot toot, don't mess with my toot toot,
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Well you can have the other woman, but don't mess with my toot toot.
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She was born in her birth suit, the doctor slap her behind, (SLAP!)
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Say you're gonna to be special, you sweet little toot toot.
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Well you can look as much, but if you much as touch,
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You're gonna have yourself a case - I'm gonna break your face!
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CHORUS
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Oh toot, hey!
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Whoa, Mama was the same way too, all the fellas didn't know what to do,
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And Papa never had a chance, with a sweet little toot toot.
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She was born in her birth suit, the doctor slap her behind, (SLAP!)
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Said you're gonna to be special, you sweet little toot toot.
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CHORUS
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MY TOOT TOOT
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| John Fogerty |
