Lyrics:
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
cars
So I...
Rub that glitter and grease around
Rub that glitter and grease around
Rub that glitter and grease around
Grease around
Rub that glitter
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
(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
Sun goes down I rise
Red hair flames so bright
Iced gin breaks the night
Steal into her mind
Walk without a sound
Fire in the mountains now
If
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
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
'm 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
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
a keep-it-real-heart and a commonsense plan
I loved how he said what he said sometimes
Whenever he found me down
With a laugh and that throwback Arkansas drawl
'm 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
'm 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
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
one time
(Maybe it'll rub off)
Something you can talk about in the mornin' time
(Maybe it'll rub off)
Something you can feel now now
(Maybe it'll rub
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
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,
'll 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
Wash us, wash us
We are very dirty
It's time to wash your hands! cre you ready? 1...2...3
Rub, rub, rub your hands
Rub your hands to the beat
Rub
Sun goes down I rise
Red hair flames so bright
Iced gin breaks the night
Steal into her mind
Walk without a sound
Fire in the mountains now
If
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
love - I love you so,
Da-da-dam da-da-damsel
Here I am, me said,
Come rub it 'pon me belly
Wid you guava jelly,
Da-da-dam da-da-damsel
(Here I
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