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(Buns up)

She was buns-up kneelin'

An' asked if she had any cooties in there (Wadayamean cooties? No cooties on me!)

Got her legs up in the air

So I pulled on her hair

Just because the sun Want a place in the sky No reason to assume I wouldn't give her a try

I told her

But she could use a little (YeeeeeOOoow) if I wasn't done yet

She said Dinah-Moe might win the bet

When her sister got nekkid an' laid on the floor

The forty dollar bill didn't matter no more

What sort of thing Might this lady get high upon?

An' said my-my-my

I rubbed my chinny-chin-chin

'Cause if my mind's tore up Then my body don't care

Just get me wasted An' you're half-way there

And she said

She looked over at me with a glazed eye And some bovine perspiration on her upper lip area

But i gotta get out of it to get myself into it

I gotta get into it to get myself out of it

I gotta get out of it to get myself into it

But I gotta get into it to get myself out of it

But you ain't been to it

Got a spot that gets me hot

But you ain't been to it