[TLI:] Hello?
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[Female:] Hi, this is Bridget, should I come over later?
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[TLI:] I'm sorry, I don't know a Bridget.
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[Female:] Well that's not what you said when you hugged me last night!
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[TLI:] Ha! You think we're an item just because I gave you a hug? Trick, you better think again.
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[TLI]
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WE. ARE NOT. GENTLEMEN.
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Yo - I'll hug a girl like it don't mean nothin'
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Then turn around and start huggin' cousin.
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I don't love 'em, end of the fuckin' discussion
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Got 'em tucked between my wings like Thanksgiving stuffing.
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She wanna hug from behind - I did it.
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Then her friend jump in; I'm wit' it.
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I hug 'em tighter than a tube top;
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After that, it's just a matter of time
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Before the other shoe drop.
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I get more hugs than Oprah selling drugs,
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And the drug was pure X - no!, Mary Jo Sex.
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Just hugs.
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[Pharrell Williams hook]
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Don't get mad, girl. We get mad girls,
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And we're hugging all over the world.
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So don't catch feelings, it ain't love.
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We're just the kings of giving out hugs.
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And if you wanna settle down, you know you got us all wrong,
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So we move to the next one, no disrespect, hon
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But you can't hug a rolling stone.
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[TLI]
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You can't hug a rolling stone cause it'll crush you.
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Begging me to hug you again? That's when I shush you.
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On an airplane, at a Knick game,
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Feel the same damn thing when I hug them,
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Which is nothing.
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Can't trust them, lose all respect when I hug them.
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Now guess who's back in the motherfucking house
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With a fat hug for your sweater and your blouse.
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Hugged so many ladies, arms shaky and shit,
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Because I'm the Wilt Chamberlain of the upper-body grip.
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Cause I get more hugs than a batch of puppy pugs,
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Sitting on a fluffy rug, getting tickled touched and rubbed.
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(OH SHIT!)
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Real talk, like you chatting with a fisherman.
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Wrap these chicks up like a motherfucking swisher, man.
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[Pharrell]
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This ain't love girl, because this hug world
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Is just a big Game of Thrones.
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We be king of the castle, got arms like a lasso.
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But you can't hug a rolling stone.
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I been hugging on your mama,
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Especially when your daddy's gone,
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Wearing his pajamas,
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I know you thinking that is wrong.
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I don't care what some does,
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I'm concentrating on her back.
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I just wanna hug your mama in her Subaru hatchback.
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Put her in a figure-4, yes I'm a hug gigolo.
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Now she tells her tupperware friends to let their sisters know...
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[TLI]
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...that I give more hugs than Atlas had shrugs
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(Brush my head on her shoulder)
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While your man mean mugs
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[Pharrell]
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We had fun, girl. But don't get swung, girl
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Just because I hugged you raw.
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We can do a group thing, bring Sarah and Suan
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And we can have a hug-a-trois.
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So quit trying to own my hugs
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I gave you these arms on loan
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So come give me a hug,
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The waistline and above.
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When push comes to shove,
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You can't hug a rolling stone.
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Hug yo' bad P, bitches.
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Hugs
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The Lonely Island |