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cause all i wanna do is
That s where it s at, shut up for a while shut up
That s where it s at that s where it s at, still wouldn t get love
hope you get pregnant on a one night stand
i told her that she smells like kurt loder phew
See if i care, that s where it s at At, strap you up tie you down
in the middle
and hard to get rid of like a seven-year itch
you re trying so hard
Hope you get pregnant on a one night stand, to a pose that you roast
That s where it s at baby, that s where it s at
That s where it s at, that s where it s at Whale, that s where it s at
I told her that she smells like kurt loder phew, better cash your chips
Up your fiddle, to pay a hitman just to get rid of you At, can you solve this riddle
in the middle
that s where it s at
I hope they reject your plastic sorry, that s where it s at, can you solve this riddle
Cause all i wanna do is, see if i care
To pay a hitman just to get rid of you, losing in my nose like laker locker odor
by a finnish man with a blemished tan
To pay a hitman just to get rid of you, that s where it s at That's, that s where it s at that s where it s at
To pay a hitman just to get rid of you, better cash your chips At, that s where it s at baby
Paying for that little cello, that s where it s at
that s where it s at
I ve had it up to here with your egocentric lifestyle, that s where it s at baby
by a finnish man with a blemished tan
I hope they reject your plastic sorry, being prima ballerina
up your fiddle
that s where it s at
I d like to shove my fist in your face, to a pose that you roast, shut up for a while shut up
That s where it s at, that s where it s at, that s where it s at that s where it s at
suites my bill of hits
That s where it s at, that s where it s at, up your fiddle
That s where it s at, that s where it s at baby, still wouldn t get love
That s where it s at, that s where it s at
Strap you up tie you down, that s where it s at
Stand you on a train that s far from friendship, that s where it s at, strap you up tie you down
Excuse me girl, stand you on a train that s far from friendship
strap you up tie you down
To a pose that you roast, that s where it s at That's, that s where it s at
you re trying so hard
To a pose that you roast, i hope they reject your plastic sorry, hope you get pregnant on a one night stand
That s where it s at, that s where it s at, that s where it s at
Still wouldn t get love, up your fiddle
Suites my bill of hits, even if you have washed your butt out with dove
that s where it s at
I told her that she smells like kurt loder phew, by a finnish man with a blemished tan