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01.///Translucent
Lover.
Pump the bass pop a mint,
shake out the belly lint---
Feel the beat hop, feel the beat hop,
let your pants down,
cuz you know you can't stop,
be-bop, be-bop, drip drop,
tick tock, tick tock///
Don't be the little man who
missed the party van,
flippin like a fry cook in the frying pan,
there are tables everywhere, so get yourself under,
get your bad self blundered, were laying down
thunder.
Come on come on, come on come on, come on///
Oooh mama, I think I like your style///
Yeah, translucent
lover--
yeah, its alright.--
yeah, there she hovers--
yeah, outta sight.
Hey there hairy mama, why
don't you have a saddle on my llama.
Get the records out,
cuz we're down without a doubt,
but its gotta shake the butt while we twist and
shout.
My man will kick bass,
Freehly will drop Ace,
and we'll wake up in the morning with beats on our
face.
come on come on.
Yeah, translucent
lover///--
yeah, its alright.--
yeah, there she hovers--
yeah, outta sight.
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