LYRIC

Don’t she look good
Don’t she look fine
She needs to be p*****
Like fruit off the vine
Ain’t she got class
Ain’t she got style
She’s got the right ass
But all the while

Ain’t I a wreck
My can’t you tell
I fell into her magical spell

Been movin’ round
Two ships in the night
In the same town
Somethin’ ain’t right
Am I too nice
Or am I too mean
Does she even think twice

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