What's with these homies, dissin' my girl
Why do they gotta front
What did we ever do to these guys
That made them so violent
Woo-hoo, but you know I'm yours
Woo-hoo, and I know you're mine
Woo-hoo, and that's for all time
Woo-ee-oo I look just like Buddy Holly
Oh-oh, and you're Mary Tyler Moore
I don't care what they say about us anyway
I don't care 'bout that
Don't you ever fear, I'm always near
I know that you need help
Your tongue is twisted, your eyes are slit
You need a guardian
Bang! Bang a knock on the door another big bang and you're down on the floor
oh no! What do I do?
Don't look now but I lost my shoe I can't run and I can't kick
What's a matter babe are you feelin' sick?
What's a matter, what's a matter, what's a matter you?
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