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When Jeraboah was just a child She used to drive the milkman wild She’d steal his bottles to pay the rent But I know that ain’t where it went Jeraboah, you’re a fine lookin’ lady You can get what you want with a smile Goin ’round makin’ everyone crazy With the love of a backstreet child. Those years of livin’ out in the streets Make that Jerabo’ so sweet That even when she’d steal your pay You’d just smile and have to say
