Well you got a hot date and you wanna be fly
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Throw on a Gucci blazer and a Gucci tie
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Not a hair out of place,a freshly-shaved face
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You think you're walkin' out the house with style and grace
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(Don't you)
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You pick up your girl and take her to dinner
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'Cause when the night is over you think you're gonna win her
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Then you move real close using all your charm
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And then your girl says "Baby guess that"
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(I smell your underarms)
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That odor,it's ringin' out loud and clear as a bell
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You can't hear it because you're immune to the smell
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I describe your aroma as foul and pathetic
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And they can use your odor as the latest anesthetic
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Now I know that it's stone cold funk,I can tell
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'Cause it's written all over by the way you smell
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That funk the aroma,that smell,that scent
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You'll be arrested for malicious body odor intent
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Your odor going 'round,doin' people bodily harm
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And then somebody turned around and said
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(I smell your underarms)
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You woke up late for work usin' the same old line
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Don't think I'm gonna wash my underarms this time
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The more you ignore,the worse the smell grows
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And you pick out all clothes by using your nose
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It was the rush hour when I was on the train
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And the smell of underarms was drivin' me insane
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It was a sure-fire way of bringing me to my death
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I couldn't hold a conversation,I was holding my breath
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And you cold see the funk just like a cloud in the air
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Was homeboy sittin' next to me,I swear!
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And when I saw the direction this girl was leaning
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You could hear homebody's underarms just screaming
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(ugh.....)
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(I smell your underarms)
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Hanging at a party one night,all alone
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Sippin' on a bottle of Dom Perignon
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The crowd was on the floor,rocking the beat
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Smelling like thay ain't bathed since last week
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The smell was all through the house,cold rockin' the place
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The funk fill the air like a fresh can of Mace
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When you raised your hands I had to sound tha alarm
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A girl said "Look,there's Monster growin under his arm"
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We were so shocked we couldn't even run (uhgh)
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And they declared his arm public enemy number one
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Now throw your hands in the air,if you want to party hard
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Now put your hands back down,everybody's,'cause
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You didn't use Right Guard
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(I smell your underarms)
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http://brainstormlive.com/d/pg/groups/78809/grandmaster-flash-and-the-furious-five/.
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