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grouce - baby lyrics

– chorus –
baby, baby, you make me crazy, i said

(verse 1)
baby i’ve been crazy since the day we freakin’ met
i’m behavin’ like a baby ‘cuz you make me freakin’ sweat
can you save me? i’ve been saving all my savings for the chance
that you’ll take me but then if you do, let me know in advance
i’ma dance at your window, listen to the wind blow
you will hear the sound of something always stuck in limbo
a bimbo is what you’re not, i’d rather die than watch you rot
with these fellas, i’m not jealous, i’m just thinkin’ “god, you’re hot”
whatchu got? let me see, first i’ll play an mp3
now let’s do the tango, eat your mango til i’m ten feet deep
i’ll show you mine only if you show me yours
if we play i don’t believe that love should be the only cause
we can keep it a secret between you and i
we can freak to the beat, you can see through my eye
and if you look hard enough to where the point hits the middle
you will see me standin’ there covered in dribble, because…

(chorus)

(verse 2)
i can hear the music playin’ and it’s layin’ down the beat
can you hear it? well then why aren’t you tryin to move your feet
gets me thinkin’ why won’t someone give me somethin’ i can feed off
you provide the fuel for my rocket so i can speed off
sweat is not a turn-off, dancin’ with a smirnoff
is the greatest way to lose the weight you want to burn off
dancin’ like a gypsy biker fits me like a glove
everytime i step onto the dancefloor
there’s always a chance for me to transform in a trance or
the chance to generate the heat to keep my hands warm
a man’s born in a sandstorm
so i’m not afraid to dance in my automated pants
with my fornicated hands, i’ve coordinated plans
that are simple, they’re meant to keep you blind to the fact
once we’re done make sure that you’re mind is intact, because…

(chorus)

(verse 3)
i just bought a mannequin, i’m namin’ her chanel
i want my picture taken by david lachapelle
i’ve got a turtle and i’m shakin’ up it’s sh-ll
i’m shavin’ off mich-lle’s little curls, the girl smells
like a bottle of chanel no.5, i wonder why
we’re happy now that we’ve begun to fight
s&m, so guess again
when simon says you should listen
you listen to what he says and then
go and do what you shouldn’t like andy warhol
all i want is to put it in mandy moore’s hole
i’m scanning your skull, for any signs of life
the father of a farmer finds a wife
my bride’s the night, lights arrive
on the earth and in the heavens, i’ve never been for a surf
on clouds, i guess i’m bogged down daily
walkin’ down the wrong route lately, because…

(chorus)

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