Way back, college boy asked to a high school dance.
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Couldn't wait, but my date was in my friend's pants.
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Didn't know what to do, MC feelin' blue,
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'Til my best friend said that the red would get me through.
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Went to the jewel with my crew, adults-only box,
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In a second-hand suit, bow tie, I'm a fox.
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In a car on the street. In my mouth, Swisher Sweet.
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Down that shit at my crib in a one gulp feat.
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Room starts to turn like cheese...
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My tummy starts to churn like grease...
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On my knees like a rug burn beast...
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Like an intern tease with a yeast (infection)
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All the while on the tile, feel like I got the flu.
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Think I'm gonna throw, I think this night is through.
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Ding-dong, date's arrived and her dress is ripped.
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She don't know I'm on a Robotussin trip.
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In the back two girls going stag, fat asses.
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I demand from the date her sunglasses.
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do a drop roll out the car like Axel.
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I need an angel, I need some fuckin' Advil.
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I got a buzz bigger than a behive...
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Cough up my cookies let loose what's on the inside.
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Chorus:
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The Tussin, The Tussin
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Put it down like it was nothing.
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Robocop couldn't stop me puking and flushin'.
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No balls to be bustin', no fightin', no cussin',
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Just love for a drug called Robotussin.
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Way back college boy, live on eleventh floor.
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Head out my window, wonder what I'm living for.
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Knock on my door. What's in store? It's my buddy, Bux
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With the rabbit ear pockets, saying he is out of luck.
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Need a forty for party thrown by Laura Kang, at Rubin.
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All he's got is snot, and a box-full of Ludens.
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Tell'm 'bout the Tussin, we're hayden ho hustlin'
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Interupting discussions about reagonomic reprocussions.
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Fuck'm, we're fuckin' chug-a-luggin'.
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Soon my stomach, I'm huggin'. I'm trippin' or something.
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My coat I button, keep it down like a dungeon.
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You could call me the cough medicine curmudgeon.
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Frankly, the feeling's fuckin' fantastic.
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I'm tripping like Jesus in the desert when he fasted,
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Like it's the night before we all get drafted,
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Like we're rowing through some rapids with Kevin Bacon, white water rafting.
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Like you're at Epcot Center on acid? Exactly.
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Chorus
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The Tussin
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MC Chris |