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Said to myself "I'm the man got a pocket full of money
Certs in my mouth case my breath gets kind funky"
I saw a hottie staring right at me
She kinda looked like the chick that did the video with Tommy Lee
Oh man is she coming over
I gotta get this show on the road
She said "Where have I seen you before?
If you didn't like that line I got about 20 more
I need a mack diggity daddy take me out in his caddy
and we can kick it till the breakity breakity break of dawn"
I said "Sounds like fun but I ain't with it"
"But if you're good boy I just might let you hit"
I said "Hold my hand cuz I ain't about the wamm bamm thank you ma'am
I hope you understand"
I don't want Britney tonight
And Selma, yeah she's all right
I seen Buffy and she don't slay me
Cause baby you're just the type
Stay up and talk to all night
Would you be the star in my storybook life
In my storybook life
I drove her home and she was feeling kinda frisky
I told her "Nighty-night" and she asked if she could kiss me
She said "Don't you want to spend the night?"
Then she bit me on the ear I felt like I was in a Tyson fight
Oh God she's loosing control now
So I said "I just want someone to hold"
Mariah she ain't for me
That brunette on V.I.P
She don't hold a candle to you
Cause baby you're just the type
Stay up and talk to all night
Would you be the star in my storybook life
Oh baby you're just the type
I can talk to all night
Be the star in my storybook life
Sabrina, Felicity
Meg Ryan, I won't lose sleep
You can keep your Halle Berry
Cause baby you're just the type
For this show "Mrs. Right"
You can be the star in my storybook life
In my storybook life
This is my storybook life