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My Friends Call Me Foxy
by Loene Carmen
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Well my friends call me foxy
But they offer very little relief
And my baby
My baby always mocks me
Always giving me, always giving me, always giving me grief
If I gotta answer to something
I'll answer to the air I breathe
If I gotta answer to something
Then I'll answer to the air I breathe
I hear them calling 'hey homegirl, you better stay home tonight
I hear them singing 'go home girl' in my mind all the time
And I put up a fight
I'm a danger to myself
Just think what I could do to you
Think about it
I'm a stranger to myself
Just think who I could be to you
Well you gotta be good to your Mama
You gotta be good to your baby too
If I gotta believe in something
I might as well believe in you
If you're born in this soulless city
If you're born here more's the pity
If you're born in this soulless city
My friends I told you they call me foxy
But they don't take me dancing oh no more
And my baby's the only one
That really rocks me
Yeah my baby always gets me on the floor
I'm easy like a Sunday morning
I'm the girl from the North country
I'm the girl who drives a Rambler
And I answer to the air I breathe
Well my friends call me foxy
But they offer very little relief
And my baby
My baby always mocks me
Always giving me, always giving me, always giving me grief
If I gotta answer to something
I'll answer to the air I breathe
If I gotta answer to something
Then I'll answer to the air I breathe
I hear them calling 'hey homegirl, you better stay home tonight
I hear them singing 'go home girl' in my mind all the time
And I put up a fight
I'm a danger to myself
Just think what I could do to you
Think about it
I'm a stranger to myself
Just think who I could be to you
Well you gotta be good to your Mama
You gotta be good to your baby too
If I gotta believe in something
I might as well believe in you
If you're born in this soulless city
If you're born here more's the pity
If you're born in this soulless city
My friends I told you they call me foxy
But they don't take me dancing oh no more
And my baby's the only one
That really rocks me
Yeah my baby always gets me on the floor
I'm easy like a Sunday morning
I'm the girl from the North country
I'm the girl who drives a Rambler
And I answer to the air I breathe