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Goodbye 1989, I wanna be the one in control
Rock my white shoes, polo tie
The next big thing, for 5 years running
It's not your turn
It's not your turn... yet
Back off, you little
knawing at my bits
I see they breed you by the boatload
Back off, you little wh*res
Get 'em all on fours
And let me beat you to the fking punch bowl
My body's not even cold
My act is just getting warm
Goodbye 1989, I wanna be the one in control
Rock my white shoes, polo tie
The next big thing, for 5 years running
It's not your turn
It's not your turn... yet
Back off, you little
knawing at my bits
I see they breed you by the boatload
Back off, you little wh*re
Get 'em all on fours
And let me beat you to the fking punch bowl
My body's not even cold
My act is just getting warm
Oh, oh, oh
Some babies wanna get down like this
We need what we like
Some babies wanna get down like this
We need what we like
Back off, you little
knawing at my bits
I see they breed you by the boatload
Back off, you little wh*res
Get 'em all on fours
And let me beat you to the fking punch bowl
My body's not even cold
My act is just getting warm