You got your voodoo workin' on a policy
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6 months down with a guarantee
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And you don't need money in the first degree
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But you're never ever gonna be a wannabe
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Well you can catch me liggin' in a dissaray
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Stretched out lying on my resume
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And I'll be back for another day
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But you can bet your bottom buck I'm gonna have my way
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So why oh why we always stay together baby
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Why I guess it was always meant to be
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You give me that
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Sweet alibi gimmie that gimme that
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Whenever you are fallin' ooh
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Your sweet alibi gimmie that gimme that
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Whenever you are callin' by
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You got your boom boom box in your cherokee
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Got your hard drive talkin' to your phd
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And when you're lucked out liggin' on your liberty
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Gonna bet ya bottom buck you're comin' home to me
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Two tone kickers and my herrin bone
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Call my baby on the megaphone
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With my dv runnin' gonna bump and groan
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Whatever road you take you got your way back home
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So why oh why we always stay together baby
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Why I guess it was always meant to be
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You give me that
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Sweet alibi gimmie that gimmie that
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Whenever you are fallin' ooh
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Your sweet alibi gimmie that gimmie that
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Whenever you are callin' by
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If I make a rule you break it
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It takes two you know two of us to make it
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And heaven knows I try to take it
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You give me all of that and that's a fact
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'Cos you keep buggin' me
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Sweet alibi gimmie that gimmie that
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Whenever you are fallin' ooh
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Your sweet alibi gimmie that gimmie that
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Whenever you are callin' by
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Sweet Alibi
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Hear'Say |