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Salt N Pepa
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| Chick On The Side (Remix)
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Dont touch me! Get away from me!
Homeboy, you better stop it, keep up youre gonna get it
Your mouth is gettin sassy, dont make me have to hit it
Cuz when I heard about you my teeth just gritted
You told me that you didnt, but I knew you were with it
CHORUS
Bet you got a chick on the side
Sure you got a chick
I know you got a chick on the side
(Love bandit, love bandit)
(Repeat)
Dont worry, boy, cuz I wont complain, no need to explain
I seen everything through the window pane
You and your other lover, thats really insane
And another thing: Please take off my gold ring
I got another finger I can put it on
You blew the deal so now Im all gone
I was prepared for just in case you messed around
On the side you could be replaced
But you could have found a better way of lettin me down
Instead of running around with every girl in town
I heard you on the phone the other day
Dont you say its an old friend all the way from L.A.
I finally caught onto your little game
Your lying and denying is a cryin shame
You took me for granted, this is the end, dammit
Youre playing the field like youre some (love bandit)
CHORUS
Oooo my, oooo my so-called fiancee listen to what I say
Whatever game you play I play the same way
So if you wanna go mess around and cheat
And you wanna romance between another girls sheets
Go ahead sweetheart, I expected that
Cuz youre nothing but a cheap, little, stuck-up brat
Wherever youre at you want this and that
You dirty rat, Im not a welcome mat
I got another lover, and I know he cares
So smile child, but keep your crocodile tears
Go ahead, go, go boy! Im going steady
In loving arms this teddy is ready
He fixed the table for his and hers
And while the dinner simmers he served the horsdoevres
Then munch-out time, hit the wine, get mellow
Cleared off the table and his hello-jello
I cant express the feeling that I get
So I just lay back and light up a cigarette
And try to be cool, collected, and calm
He tells me my fortune and reads my palm
With a suave taste I cannot embrace
In a feeling of desire by the fireplace
Love bandit, Im makin it clear
See ya later, gator, Im gettin outta here, yeah
CHORUS
Youre at the window starin at the sky
Birds fly by, you start to wonder why
Youre not by my side sharing the dream
That one day youll be my king, and Ill be your queen
I call you every day, ask to get into your home
I tell you Im alone, but you hang up the phone
Youre like a hot flame getting ready to burn
You say youre concerned, baby, you dont earn
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16.Aug.2001 21:08:22 |
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