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when Julie had explained her relationship
He said, "Honey, that may be so"
But this fella don't look like a thirty-second cousin
That I met here a week
Now I'm a kissing cousin to a ripe pineapple
I'm in the can

I was minding my own business
But drinking daddy's juice
I swear I'll never touch that
I'm so into you baby we don't even got touch 
That the type shit I say when I really want to fuck 
Cause her cousin Tisha lived by baby ?????????
forwards
Holding hands in the dark
Kissing some, kissing cousins
Kissing this

[Chorus:]
You can't talk
You can't see me drowning
You can't talk
I
dancin', dancin'
Dancin', dancin', dancin', dancin'

Yo, my man Taboo
Look they don't understand
Why don't you flip it up
And switch it back to English
back
If we don't, well there's no chance of that

Hey hey little fighter girl
It's you and me up against this whole wide world
Sleeping together in
dancin', dancin', dancin'
Dancin', dancin', dancin', dancin'

Yo, my man Taboo
Look they don't understand
Why don't you flip it up
And switch it back
of the week, I live by the beat
Like you live check-to-check
If you don't move your feet then I don't eat
So we like neck-to-neck
Yes, we done come a long
Look at this
It don't fit
You've put wildinto it
I'm amazed
You've put wild into it
What can I give you
What can I give

Cool place
I'm
worry 'bout it)
Does this make me look fat? (don't worry 'bout it)
I just ate a fucking rat (don't worry 'bout it)
You've been struck by the two
In my heart I know we've come apart
And I don't know where to start
What can I do, I don't want to feel blue

Bad girl, drunk by six
Kissing someone
that's my cousin
Angelina show me love
Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
You got me fucked up
Brad Pitt, that's my cousin
Like you don't know what's up
back
Let the moonshine through
Kissing you like yesterday
Like it wasn't all that way, way back

Baby, don't try to hide that smile
I can see that memory
And around here, we all look out for each other

You'll end up in the paper, wreck your family name
What goes around comes back around by Friday's football
back around by Friday's football game
We only got one sheriff, but we all know how to keep the peace
Aw, and don't you forget it, as big as we're
been missing
Look at the girl you should be kissing
Look at what happened in the meantime

You gotta get yourself back home
Before I, I find you, I
DeVaughn singing in background]
It's nothin, I'm from New York but I got country cousins
It's nothin, you stay connected by the slang you bustin
Want it
baby
In my heart I know we've come apart
And I don't know where to start
What can I do, I don't want to feel blue

Bad girl, drunk by six
Kissing
Uncle George and cousin Jack
Look at those fools peckin' on their back.

What joy!
That music thrills me.

It do.

Boy, it nearly kills me
Sister
in too far to go back
Yes, yes, hammerheads, swimming, kissing
We are big and clever and we don't know anything

Purification by immersion in our
And he doesn't even know I'm here
Wish I could hold back my tears, 'cause

Look at the way he's kissing her
Look at him hold her tight
I remember his
that goes so slow

[Chorus]
Glory glory
Hallelujah
Right back at'cha

Hope that'll do ya
Don't look at me like there's something I shouldn't
As a tot, when I trotted in little velvet panties,
I was kissed by my sisters, my cousins, and my aunties.
Sad to tell, it was hell, an inferno
As a tot, when I trotted in little velvet panties,
I was kissed by my sisters, my cousins, and my aunties.
Sad to tell, it was hell, an inferno
As a tot, when I trotted in little velvet panties,
I was kissed by my sisters, my cousins, and my aunties.
Sad to tell, it was hell, an inferno