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KID ROCK lyrics : "Cucci Galore"

Don't you wanna go down?
(Come on, come on, come on)
(Come on, come on, come on)

Don't you wanna go down?
(Come on, come on, come on)
(Come on, come on, come on)

Don't you wanna go down?
(Come on, come on, come on)


My name's Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name's Cucci, Cucci Galore
(Who are you?)

My name's Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name's Cucci, Cucci Galore


Everybody naked in the hot tub
Everybody want a baby oil back rub
Drinkin' Champagne from your belly button

Lickin' it up like wine (Lickin' it up like wine)
Everybody wanna make it with a playmate
Everybody wanna drive through the front gate

In a jet black Lamborghini
Leopard print fur lined (Leopard print fur lined)


My name's Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name's Cucci, Cucci Galore


Don't you wanna go down?
(Come on, come on, come on)
(Come on, come on, come on)

Don't you wanna go down?
(Come on, come on, come on)
(Come on, come on, come on)

Don't you wanna go down?
(Come on, come on, come on)


My name's Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name's Cucci, Cucci Galore
(Who are you?)

My name's Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name's Cucci, Cucci Galore


Everybody wearin' edible bikinis
Everybody want a chocolate martini
Naomi Campbell on a polar bear rug

Afternoon delight
Hangin' out with Hef down in the grotto
Heartbreaker farm fresh from Ohio

Prove it to me you're a natural blonde
Caught a bunny in a lie


My name's Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name's Cucci, Cucci Galore


Don't you wanna go down?
(Come on, come on, come on)
(Come on, come on, come on)

Don't you wanna go down?
(Come on, come on, come on)
(Come on, come on, come on)

Don't you wanna go down?
(Come on, come on, come on)
(Come on, come on, come on)

Don't you wanna go down?
(Come on, come on, come on)
(Come on, come on, come on)

Don't you wanna go down?
(Come on, come on, come on)


What the $#&@ d'you say?
(*##$, go get your clothes
Hell no, you can't sleep here

Me?

They call me Bobby, Bobby Shazam

They call me Bobby, Bobby Shazam
(Who are you?)
They call me Bobby, Bobby Shazam
(*##$, my name is Bobby Shazam


Pamela's here hangin' with a douchebag
I'm sippin' on a full fifth of Red Stag
Short stories and a couple of vials
Detroit city style (Detroit city style)


Don't you wanna go down?
(Come on, come on, come on)
(Come on, come on, come on)
Don't you wanna go down?
(Come on, come on, come on)

(Come on, come on, come on)
Don't you wanna go down?
(Come on, come on, come on)
(Come on, come on, come on)
Don't you wanna go down?

(Come on, come on, come on)
(Come on, come on, come on)
Don't you wanna go down?
(Come on, come on, come on)

My name's Cucci, Cucci Galore

My name's Cucci, Cucci Galore

My name's Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name's Cucci, Cucci Galore

My name's Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name's Cucci, Cucci Galore


My name's Cucci, Cucci Galore
My name's Cucci, Cucci Galore

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