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Nothing like taking real life occurrences, real interaction with fine people and twisting them around to fit inside of a somewhat naughty song!
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She ain't the kind you bring to mama
No, she ain't the kind you bring to church
She ain't the kind to bring good karma
She's more likely to leave you in a lurch
But she does things to you when no one's looking
And sometimes when they are
Some people claim that she might be hookin'
But that's just jealousy tainting a shooting star
She whispers in your ear 'cause she likes your shivers
And she likes your giggles too
Well in life there's takers and there's givers
And she'll play either one for you
She's not the kind to just cuddle on the couch in the kitchen
While you gently rub her head
She'd rather wear high hells that she calls bitchin'
And ride you all night long instead
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