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Yeah, that's right How do you do, baby? Yeah
Half-assed monkey boy I'm just a half-assed monkey boy
You're scratching and dreaming 'til the night turns into day It's a surefire method to waste your life away But me, I'm obliged to give you my disease I'm abracadabra, I do what I please, that's right
Stone cold mama, she's a bird from a feather
I'll tell you once or twice, I've focused all my energy understanding you Such a pretty little prancer in a burgundy blue Witch hazel eyeballs taking care of love Remember the key, mama, understand my words, suck it
Stone cold mama, she's a bird from a feather Stone cold mama, yeah, that's right
Half-assed monkey boy, that's right Half-assed monkey boy, that's right I'm just a, I'm just a, I'm just a Half-assed monkey child, break
If you want a plate of my beef swellington, baby You're gonna have to pay the cover charge Open wide, let me suck the gate Ooh, suck
Stone cold mama, she's a bird from a feather
Half-assed monkey boy Half-assed monkey boy Half-assed monkey boy I'm just a, I'm just a, I'm just a half-assed monkey child, ooh
She walked, she slide She said, 'Two dimes for six' She got AIDS for twenty-five years She can buy me wine and a good time And a woman by my side I don't know what I'd do, I'm talkin' to you I said, 'Time for a little ride' (Stone cold mama)
Half-assed monkey Half-assed monkey Half-assed monkey child, yeah, baby Half-assed monkey boy (Half-assed monkey child) Half-assed monkey boy, that's right (Boy, boy) Half-assed monkey boy Half-assed monkey boy (Fire, fire, doing what we do)
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