[dj quik:]
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yah, red light district music
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jon b welcome to the netherlands
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i hear that cello
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look at this girl hiding behind the
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glass
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sometimes u can be so narcissistic,
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pessimistic, everything i taught u
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bout yourself
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u missed it
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girl you're crazy its secret.
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rhinestone shower curtains
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sleeping in sequence
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what r u a nut case nothing but a
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but an waist, c-cups not enough
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insecure. not demure. not the pure
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woman that your daddy always
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hoped for u 2 be. get with jon b
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and be the cup of tear
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porcelin eyes that make u fall in a
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trance
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u gave me a glance. reintroduced
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in the disco
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handle with care you're fragile
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stare off your look out
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u see me you're so aware make u
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want get took down yeah
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i know your kind
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you're the type to be delicate like
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china so high on a shelf in your
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mind
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its time to take u down and fill your
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cup up
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its written on your glazy eyes.
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don't where no disguise
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since u tipped your cup
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i had to oblige
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take this from my gentlemen's hand's
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take sip's real slow
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sophisticated taste
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know u can go with my flow
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[dj quik:]
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i'm the moody blues
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pocket full of hundred, closet full of
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shoes
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i get off the board. get on the 1's and
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2s
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go up against me reggie u ll lose
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i keep the hood bobb'n like its on a cruise
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then i'm on the move
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i'll be out before they put each other
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on the news
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i drink and i smoke 8uti don't lose my
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cool
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i'm trouble free 0 g
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that's what i choose
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i'm in the glass, house countin'
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cheddar cheese
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turn my hundred spokes in for some
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double os
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i used to move keys now i'm movin
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these f-a-c-e s and g's
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get on my staff, your on my path
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hop up on the wrath,
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make your two friends laugh
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hit the jet ski
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i get 'em wettski
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i do the hat trick like i'm wayne gretski
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(ladies)take me ta ta take me
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this shelf is starting to shaking
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hot enough for the taken
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u look thirsty i might get took by u
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porcelain doll baby
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antique and vintage lady
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fill me up to the rim. come lace me
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straight shot no chaser taste so smooth
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girl it seems like a dream.
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this is real
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take it off, loosen up, this your chance
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handle with care you're standin' still
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but i know how u feel
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don't be shy, take my hand, we gon' dance
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cause your feet start movin' and u look
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like you're fee un' yourself
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more precious, you're so fine,
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u gon shine
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my vibe hits ya like a whistle blowing
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the top of the kettle
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this is the time where i know your type
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so well
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Fill Your Cup
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Jon B. |