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[lyte] ready?
[guy] no.
[lyte] oh!
[lyte] *whistling scrappy doo* puppy, power!
[lyte] *beatboxing like a pro*
[guy] okay, hello!
[lyte] watch your drin.. what? watch your drink!
No no.. i think i'm too late, am i too late?
Hit it!
I'm coolin in the sun, on a beach in the cabana
Sippin on some vodka in a glass with tropicana
I'm chillin and i'm chompin on a turkey shish-ka-bob
Too far from work to hear the phone ring at the job
Men in bikinis, g-strings should i say
Waitin for the daddy-long-one to come my way
Here he comes now, i feel i start to sweat
Blunder but i wonder just how wet will i get
He offers me his hand, of course you know i take it
Until he tells me that he wants to swim a little naked
My eyes are bulgin, i black out, damn it's black as tar
Woke up i don't know when, sittin at the bar
I know it's hard to follow, the story's kinda tricky
What i didn't know was somebody slipped a mickey
Into my drink, which caused a fantasy
And somehow slapped me back into reality!
Wish i had another mickey i'd go back for a quickie
Find the daddy-long-one that was surely tryin to get me
This just goes to show, you must stop and think
When you're out partyin, never leave your drink..
Word!
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