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Mountain Brothers – Love Poetry lyrics
Can you hear me? Yeah wassup
How's that sound? Here's the track
There it is...
Ahhhhhh yeah hey fellas (wassup)
Set it off with a little slow jam (right on the extra smooth cassanova)
Check this out...
Girl if you were a newspaper (ahhhhhhh)
Then I would be your ink (that sounds nice)
If you were a piece of doo doo
Then I would be your stink
We go together like Abbott and Costello
Bill Cosby and Jello (j-e-l-l-o)
If you were a face, and love was a fight
Then I would rearrange you, oh yes I just might
Baby you look luscious, let me lick you like a dum dum
Just let me get to know you, and show you where I come from
I'm rugged like Diesel, pocket like a weasel
I would be acrylics, and you would be my easel
I'm a remote control and you're my favorite channel
I wanna dig you like a mole and hump you like a camel
And then commence to suckin out all your tooth enamel...
Mr Love baby (get the novacaine ready)
Tell em what you got to say (yo check it, I like this part coming up)
Ahhhh yeah.....
Baby, I am Joe Blow, the loverman
You should be payin me....
True, where's my money ho...
It's the pimp daddy of them all, check it
How's that sound? Here's the track
There it is...
Ahhhhhh yeah hey fellas (wassup)
Set it off with a little slow jam (right on the extra smooth cassanova)
Check this out...
Girl if you were a newspaper (ahhhhhhh)
Then I would be your ink (that sounds nice)
If you were a piece of doo doo
Then I would be your stink
We go together like Abbott and Costello
Bill Cosby and Jello (j-e-l-l-o)
If you were a face, and love was a fight
Then I would rearrange you, oh yes I just might
Baby you look luscious, let me lick you like a dum dum
Just let me get to know you, and show you where I come from
I'm rugged like Diesel, pocket like a weasel
I would be acrylics, and you would be my easel
I'm a remote control and you're my favorite channel
I wanna dig you like a mole and hump you like a camel
And then commence to suckin out all your tooth enamel...
Mr Love baby (get the novacaine ready)
Tell em what you got to say (yo check it, I like this part coming up)
Ahhhh yeah.....
Baby, I am Joe Blow, the loverman
You should be payin me....
True, where's my money ho...
It's the pimp daddy of them all, check it
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