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ROBIN THICKE lyrics : "Blurred Lines - Sexy Boys Parody by Mod Carousel"

Everybody get up
Everybody get up
Hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey


If you can't hear what I'm trying to say
If you can't read from the same page
Maybe I'm going deaf,

Maybe I'm going blind
Maybe I'm out of my mind


OK now she was close, tried to domesticate you
But you're an animal, baby it's in your nature
Just let me liberate you

Hey, hey, hey
You don't need no papers
Hey, hey, hey

That woman's not your maker

And that's why I'm gon' take a good boy

I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it

You're a good boy
Can't let it get past me
You're just so manly

Talk about getting blasted
I hate these blurred lines
I know you want it

I know you want it
I know you want it
But you're a good boy

The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty
Go ahead, get at me


What do they make dreams for
When you got them jeans on

What do we need steam for
You the hottest dick in this place
I feel so lucky

Hey, hey, hey
You wanna hug me
Hey, hey, hey

What rhymes with hug me?
Hey, hey, hey


OK now she was close, tried to domesticate you
But you're an animal, baby it's in your nature
Just let me liberate you

Hey, hey, hey
You don't need no papers
Hey, hey, hey

That woman's not your maker
Hey, hey, hey


And that's why I'm gon' take a good boy
I know you want it
I know you want it

I know you want it
You're a good boy
Can't let it get past me

You're just so manly
Talk about getting blasted
I hate these blurred lines

I know you want it
I hate them lines
I know you want it

I hate them lines
I know you want it
But you're a good boy

The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty
Go ahead, get at me


[Dalisha]
Imma go ahead and ask you
You wanna be the one I back this $$# into
Yo, from Boardwalk to Park Avenue

Yea I can get w/any dick but they ain't thick as you
So hit me up when ya pass through
To get this big ol' booty and some attitude
Chew a dude up for breakfast like a cannibal
Cause imma on to the next babe radical

In a hunna milli years not dare would I
Be a ^!$$% suga mama or that chic on the side
Nothin like ya last (*##$
And yea I walk with a switch
Got my own car, hair, and apartment

So just watch me and wait for
Me to choose a man to mate
Not many boys can refuse this shhhhhh
They all be tryin to hit
And I be all like PSHHHHHHH!



Shake the vibe, get down, get up
Do it like it hurt, like it hurt
What you don't like work?



Baby can you breathe? I got this from Jamaica
It always works for me Dakota to Decatur, uh huh
No more pretending
Hey, hey, hey
Cause now you winning
Hey, hey, hey

Here's our beginning

I always wanted a good boy
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
You're a good boy

Can't let it get past me
You're just so manly
Talk about getting blasted
I hate these blurred lines
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it

But you're a good boy
The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty
Go ahead, get at me

Everybody get up
Everybody get up

Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey

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