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stew lane & the untouchables - u.n. rap song lyrics

i was sittin’ at home just feeling alone
when this lady come on the tube [?]
diana ross, the supreme boss
what a lady from j+pan
she made me shudder right to my udder
never felt so strange before
could it be love as tight as a glove
that laid me to the floor?

i’m the funky punk, a rocking monk
i’m really rather cool
strolling down the street, [?]
i make the ladies drool
i passed a store i’ve passed before
and glanced at a tv
and [?], god, i’d love to feel her
glanced right back at me

[?] going to shock the
hippies and squares and the geeks
the time is ripe for my kind of hype
there’s rhyming in the streets
there’s a chick i’ve seen in a magazine
a yap, a j+p and a geisha
don’t speak english and he eats raw fish
a real bad and tasty dish
well is she tall?
no man, she’s small
and is she neat?
she’s such a freak
oh is she mellow?
a yellow mellow
and what she look like?
[?]
oh yeah

new york
to the beat, to the beat, don’t stop
[?]
to the beat, to the beat, don’t stop
[?]
to the beat, to the beat, don’t stop
[prude/crude?] boys
to the beat, to the beat, don’t stop
[pink?] ladies

to the beat, everybody, come on, come on
let me hear you rhyme

she comes from yokohama
she dresses to a t
she puts on her kimono
quite excitingly
oh, and all the fellows love her
she really does it good
move over anna wong
ho, hollywood!
she was a bar hostess
at a g.i. club
a+singapore slings
all the boys awol
she stole away one night
sailed to ellis island
then from broadway
to hollywood and vine
it’s divine!
[j+panese verse]

well i sold my tube to make my move
“hey, i’m for real
i’m a sl!ck operator, hi, the translator
speaks [?] and brooklyn”
well i gave him a rap and we got out the map
it didn’t take long to reach her
i threw her my line, how she looked so fine
it was lost in translation
“while i do speak english, i hate [?]
so mister, take a walk
if you call me a j+p, your face i rap
let’s stop this double talk”
the moral, you see, evades me
we’re funking across the nation
new york, sydney, london, tokyo
we’re the rapping united nation

- stew lane the untouchables lyrics

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