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I was asked in New York City, do you like my clothes I’m talking to my tape recorder, walking down the road but on Friday nights, I’m, purified that my feet don’t touch the floor when the number meets the road, in between my toes Everyday is fucking perfect, its a paradise watch my life like its a movie, have to watch it twice a boy looks at a girl, and a girl looks like a pony she got looks all day long, in between my toes and every night, she’s purified, she don’t do that dance no more when the number meets the road, in between my toes I’m skankin, I’m Bazzer Raseal, I’m drunk off that heathenisms i ain’t sober, i dont mix with coca cola, or sober at that i’m a roller, i look over my shoulder When i see that sexy figure, i think its time to walk my way over so i shuffle on my heals, and bounce on my toes I’m crazy and she knows, its Aubert i suppose she picked a place and packed her arms I looked behind and let her out would not let her go until the sun came out then i took her to my yard then i wrecked her up I’m a member of the ju ju nation down in new Orleans you don’t need an application if you move your feet explode if you poke it exposed on the floor it grows if you soak it enrolls out the door now summer time, every night, now my feet don’t touch the floor she don’t do that dance no more, in between my toes him and you, you and I, I don’t do that dance no more when the number meets the road, in between my toes the lady starts to sing, but she ain’t no disco dancer she learned to shake her thing, in between my toes explodes if you poke it exposed on the floor it grows if you soak it enrolls out the door explodes if you poke it exposed on the floor it grows if you soak ït enrolls out the door
