Mmm say baby, you got some fries to go with that shake
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Ay what are you man Yo man, that is no way to talk to a woman man
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Man I been talkin to girls, man what are you talkin about
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That girl looks good
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Man look, you just, you buggin man, you know what you said
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Okay, okay, alright you show me how to talk to a lady
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Aight, bet, uhh sweetheart
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Listen up toots I like your looks
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I used to see girls like you in them girlie books
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I'm losin my mind, but it's not lost yet
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I'd pay a thousand dollars just to see your silhouette
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Red is the rose's color, blue is the violet's
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Here's my number baby, when you get home, dial it up
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I'll be your man and you can be my lady and you can come to my house, and we can get busy baby
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Girl forget about your boyfriend, he's nothin but a hassle
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You can come with me and cold chill in my castle
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Oh what a wonderful time it would be, imagine you and me, in my jacuzzi
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Or horseback riding or we can play tennis
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But, the most intimate part will be when it's time to eat dinner, we'll go get dressed
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And then we'll give a call to antoin my private chef
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First we'll eat crab legs, by candlelight
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Then sip wine by the fire for the rest of the night
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And if the time is right, I'll ask you to be my lady and we can dip right upstairs and get busy baby
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You know since I first met you,
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I wanted to let you know how I felt, so I could get you to treat me like a phone and take me off hold
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And make your ear a cup so I can pour my heart and soul
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I can't help but dream about the ultimate life
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Two kids, a dog, a goldfish and you as my wife
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We'd have a rosebush with a white picket fence
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And all the neighbourhood kids would call me Mr. Prince
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And on the lazy Saturday afternoons
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Right after me and the kids get finished watching cartoons
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We could send them both outside to go playin
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And we could spend some time upstairs, get what I'm sayin
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The only problem, that we would have is whether or not to drive the Porsche, the Benz, or the Jag
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And every night before bed, flip the radio on and sip Dom Perignon to the quiet storm
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Gucci, Louis Vuitton, you want more
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Gloria Vanderbilt or Liz Claiborne or Christian Dior from head to foot
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The world is yours if you'll be my toots
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Oh I know what your problem is
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Look those other chicks are just good friends
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I'll give up my harem if you'll be my lady
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C'mon what do you say, ha
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Let's get busy baby
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Look, be honest, come on, don't lie
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Tell the truth I'm a hell of a guy, right
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Pretty smile, light brown eyes
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I've got miles on them other guys, face it
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You could search America, Russia or Germany but never will you find another man equivalent to me
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But let's discuss it, perhaps over lunch about how I'll be your poopsie, and you will be my hunnybunch
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Now isn't that special
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Why ain't you widdit?
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You'll be my only girl, yeah, that's the ticket
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Life's a risky business, babe you know the deal
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Sometimes you just gotta say what the hell
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Now is that time, roll for the money
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Life is a gamble but I'm a sure thing honey
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Girl, you know you driving me crazy
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So how bout it come on let's get busy baby
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Let's Get Busy Baby
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| Will Smith |
