I'm just gonna shout this one, I'm just uhh, gonna gonna gonna gonna say this
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to the people, not so much the people in the audience as the people sitting in
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my mind,
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Duh dub duh duh dububububububububbbbbb
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Donde esta los digits du DJ Rap?
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Bring the sound to the people in a white truck Bumpin' on the road bumps
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Run into a tree stump
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Tweeter out the back door
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Slam into the dirt lot, stopped
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With the cable runnin' out the backside
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Disconnected
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And if you had a chance-ah
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You wouldn't even stop denying,
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Go talk to Anna Hand.
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Go start the multiplyin'
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Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
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BlaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
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Red
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Green is like a boom to the what's dis non.
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Diddy on dawn to the don don diggy dawn.
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(repeat)
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CHORUS
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Doubt'll be the fire of your delight, but she's never gonna come back down
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I have
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The pop song on the five, but she's never gonna come back down
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To grab
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The t-shirt off the line, but she's never gonna come back down
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I think she's murderously sly, but she's never gonna come back down
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And she's never gonna come back down,
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And she's never gonna come back down,
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And she's never gonna come back down,
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And she's never gonna come back down,
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We are here to save the ERF uhhh. E-R-F uh..
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Todd Berry Todd Berry I'm gonna pay you on a shorely rate, pay you on a shorely
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rate, rate, rate, rate, rate...
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Oh when I woke up and got on the BMC
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I saw the boom shudap and that's fresh to me ..
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And they were scrawling on the window with wise-ass keys,
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And they were driving out the lots in their Mercurys.
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Green is like a boom to the what's dis non.
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Diddy on dawn to the don don diggy dawn.
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(repeat)
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If you had a chance-ah
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You wouldn't even stop denying
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Go talk to Anna Hand,
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Go start the multiplyin'
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CHORUS
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Doubt'll be the fire of your delight, but she's never gonna come back down
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I have
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The pop song on the five, but she's never gonna come back down
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To grab
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The t-shirt off the line, but she's never gonna come back down
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I think she's murderously sly, but she's never gonna come back dowwwwwwwwn
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And she's never gonna come back down,
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And she's never gonna come back down,
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And she's never gonna come back down,
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And she's never gonna come back Dowwwnnn,
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He's the doom slinger, the dope beat stinger, sucka dj's they get stopped by a
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single finger....
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Huh!
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He's gonna bubble it up now,
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He likes to bubble it up, he likes to bubble it up, he likes to bubble it up,
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he likes to bubble it up,
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Mr. BT, Mr. BT, Mr. BT, Mr. BT,
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Please bring it up, bring it up, bring it up, bring it up,
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Could you bring it up?
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Could you bring it up just a little more than that?
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Could you bring it up?
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Could you bring it up?
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Could you bring it up just..could you bring it up?
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Could you bring it up?
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Could you bring it up?
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Could you bring it up?
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Say hallelujah peoples, say hallelujah oh yes!
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Yes, yes in the name, the name of, in the naaaaame,
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In the name,
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And it was in my belly bitter,
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But in my mouth-ah, it was-ah sweeter.
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CHORUS
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Doubt'll be the fire of your delight, but she's never gonna come back down
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I have
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The pop song on the five, but she's never gonna come back down
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To grab
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The t-shirt off the line, but she's never gonna come back down
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I think she's murderously sly, but she's never gonna come back dowwwwwwwwwwn
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You understand?
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You know what I'm saying?
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Rght on to the people up front,
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Right to the people in the back,
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Right on to the bartender,
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Right on to the waitresses,
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Right on to the DJ,
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Right on,
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Right on to the lady with the beer over there in the pink skirt,
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Right on to all them mmmmmm English girls named Charisse...
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Fucking blonde English girls with ghetto names you know what I'm saying?
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I love that shit.
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And the seven unders uttered,
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The seven thunders undered
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The seven unders thundered,
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The seven unders thuddered, thuddered, thuddered, under, thuddered under
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The seven thunders uttered.
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Charisse-ah.
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BT: Fucking excellent man.
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DOUGHTY: That's what I do for |