Say down where I'm born in no white boy's never
done that dance
They play their music, they wear their funky
underpants
They wear that lipstick and then they're shakin'
their asses at those girls
With the pretty music
Those pretty boys got pretty, pretty, pretty
girls
Come and dance with me, check my pants you'll see
My bathroom is a funky kind of ghetto
I don't got no lipstick, I don't got no hot pink
underwear
I live like a caveman, I got my greasy long brown
hair
I got some women, they ain't too beatiful or thin
But they appease me
I don't need no beauty queen to sing
One thousand times it's just strolling by
And every step adds an empty sigh
My days are full of nothing new
I wich my eyes, they'd look beyond you
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