Lyrics:
This thing on?
Where'd everybody go?
Mm, guess who's back?
Back again
Ken is back, tell some men
Rub my back, rub my back
Rub my back, rub my
Rub your tummy, just like this
Rub it all day long!
Rub your tummy, rub it hard
While we sing our song
Rub, rub, rubba, rub
Rub, rub, rubba, rub
Rub
Rub that glitter and grease around
Rub that glitter and grease around
Rub that glitter and grease around
Grease around
Rub that glitter and grease
(You are my rub-a-dub, you are my rub-a-dub)
(You are my rub-a-dub, you are my rub-a-dub)
I'm gonna take you to a session tonight
We're gonna
(You are my rub-a-dub, you are my rub-a-dub)
(You are my rub-a-dub, you are my rub-a-dub)
I'm gonna take you to a session tonight
We're gonna dance
you want to rub-a-dub, rub-a-dub
If you want to rub-a-dub, dub love
Love calling, love calling
If you want to rub-a-dub, rub-a-dub
If you want
touch ya
Kiss up and rub up and feel up
Kiss up and rub up and feel up on you
Give you some time to prove that I can trust you again
I'm gonna kiss up
You say you love me
I say I love you
So why don't you stop your cryin'
Dry your weeping eyes
You know I love you
Baby, here I am,
Come rub it
Rub rub rub
Rub rub the front
Rub rub rub
Rub rub the back
Rub rub rub
The fingers in between
That's how we get our hands so clean
Let's sing it
her thighs like Aladdin rub the Genie bottle
Back for another swallow, Method, you know my motto:
"Ya'll might just win today, but I'll be back
of what ya got, darlin'
You know where it's at
I love the way ya rub my back
I work on a construction job
I work long hours ev'ryday
Oh, my head is
feelin' so right
I want to turn up my disco
Blow them to full watts tonight, eh
In a rub-a-dub style, in a rub-a-dub style
In a rub-a-dub style, in
That you get from my hick town, he'd say
Rub a little country, rub a little country
Rub a little country on it
Yeah, like jaw chaw on a dang dirt
My pistol may snap, my mojo is frail
But I rub my root, my luck will never fail
When I rub my root, my John the conquer root
Aww, you know there
feelin' so right
I want to turn up my disco
Blow them to full watts tonight, eh
In a rub-a-dub style, in a rub-a-dub style
In a rub-a-dub style, in
feelin' so right
I want to turn up my disco
Blow them to full watts tonight, eh
In a rub-a-dub style, in a rub-a-dub style
In a rub-a-dub style, in
Get down, uhh, hit me hard
(Maybe it'll rub off)
This feeling that we got
(Maybe it'll rub off)
Just might decide to get hot
(Maybe it'll rub off)
the heat
But honey, just let it rub off on me
You want your shower first
Get powdered and perfumed
Hey honey, I understand
And I want that for you too
There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist , Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)
heart gets broke
But them big wheels of rubber
Gonna rub her off my mind
Well I'm a highway junkie
And I need that old white line
Ten miles outta
smooth it nicely
Rub it better 'til it bleeds
And, and you'll believe me
Caught out again
I'm calling you weak
Getting it up
And I was joking
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