He was so clean,
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Yeah, he was so clean,
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Bathed himself in bleach until he was completely soaking,
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His hands were sore,
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Oh yeah, they were so sore,
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He scrubbed so hard he wiped the tiles off the floor,
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His mop, was fancy,
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Oh yeah, it was so fancy,
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You should have seen the way he cleaned it all when he was dancing
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N-e-a-t-f-r-e-a-k47, baby, n-e-a-t-f-r-e-a-k47,
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N-e-a-t-f-r-e-a-k47, baby, n-e-a-t-f-r-e-a-k47
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Perfectly clean, he was a well-oiled machine,
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There was never a wrench thrown into the gears
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Pant legs creased,
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Never know, dirt on the barrel,
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Increase the burn of fire 'til his body's clean and sterile,
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Fingernails trimmed,
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He is completely primmed and preep(?),
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Wears the rubber gloves and he is careful what he eats,
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There's plastic on the furniture,
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By nature, he's a skeptic,
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Unsure about the air outside so he seals of all the exits,
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Lysol's life-long member,
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He's always been so clean,
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His food is specially packaged, sealed, and quarantined
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N-e-a-t-f-r-e-a-k47, baby, n-e-a-t-f-r-e-a-k47,
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N-e-a-t-f-r-e-a-k47, baby, n-e-a-t-f-r-e-a-k47,
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N-e-a-t-f-r-e-a-k47, baby, n-e-a-t-f-r-e-a-k47,
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N-e-a-t-f-r-e-a-k47, baby, n-e-a-t-f-r-e-a-k47,
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Perfectly clean, he was a well-oiled machine,
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There was never a wrench thrown into the gears
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Perfectly clean, he was a well-oiled machine,
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There was never a wrench thrown into the gears
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(you should have seen the way he cleaned it all when he was dancing)
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Neatfreak47
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