Crazy Little Thing Called Love
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(This one's goin' out to the strip joints

Yo, meet me at

Suzy's Rendez-vous

For every Go-Go Bar

I'ma send this one

Out to the gentlemen's clubs

Magic City,

New York Dogs,

Rolex

I be seeing y'all up

In there late at night

I understand when

Your girl is stressing you out

(Crazy girls)

Know what I'm saying?

Don't let the ladies fool

Y'all now, fellas

They be doin' the same

Thing y'all be doin'

Turn up my symphony, man

Turn up my symphony

Drop a beat)

Just 'cause she dances go-go

It don't make her a h*e, no

Maxine, put your dance shoes on

We going to the disco

We gonna elope to Mexico

Called up my mama, said

I'm in love with a stripper, yo

Ten grand, let me see you

Shake it like you got no

Bones in your body and you

Was made to be a celebrity

Twenty grand, know it's a sin,

But before me you show me

A little more skin

It would fulfil my fantasy

Thirty grand, to the

Highest bidder but Chris Rock

Said, "There's no sex in the

Champagne room"

Forty grand, looked into

Her eyes, I saw tears

Falling down, type of

Tears that money

Couldn't buy

Just 'cause she dances go-go

It don't make her a h*e, no

Maxine, put your dance shoes on

We going to the disco

We gonna elope to Mexico

Called up my mama, said

I'm in love with a stripper, yo

Just 'cause she dances go-go

It don't make her a h*e, no

Maxine, put your dance shoes on

We going to the disco

We gonna elope to Mexico

Excuse me,

What is your name?

Uh, my name is Hope, yo

I was blessed with the

Body of the Goddesses

Have you any idea

How hard this is?

I could flex in 25 positions

But I only work here

To pay my tuition

Yo, tantalizing teaser

Table-top pleaser

Give me what I need a

Mastercard a Visa

Lap dance fantasy

Picture us on and

On white canopy

Wyclef extended

His hand to me

Like Billy D said

He's feelin me

Take me away

From here, so far

Where they ride

Horses, no cars

No more stripping in bars

Me and you 'Clef,

Against the odds

Just 'cause she dances go-go

It don't make her a h*e, no

Maxine, put your dance shoes on

We going to the disco

We gonna elope to Mexico

Called up my mama, said

I'm in love with a stripper, yo

Just 'cause she dances go-go

It don't make her a h*e, no

Maxine, put your dance shoes on

We going to the disco

We gonna elope to Mexico

Called up my mama, said

I'm in love with a stripper, yo

(Yo a lot of y'all sitting

With y'all girls fronting like

The Budweiser commercial

Talking bout, 'I, I don't be

Going to the strip joints'

You lying man

You'd be surprised who

You see up in there man

I got one question

For you liars, man)

Shot callers,

Wasn't you a preacher?

You calling her a hooker?

He without sin cast

The first stone

I met her on the subway,

She gave me that VIP card

And told me if

I ever have problems,

Don't hesitate to come by,

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Just 'cause she dances go-go

It don't make her a h*e, no

Maxine, put your dance shoes on

We going to the disco

We gonna elope to Mexico

Called up my mama, said

I'm in love with a stripper, yo

Just 'cause she dances go-go

It don't make her a h*e, no

Maxine, put your dance shoes on

We going to the disco

Called up my mama, said

Call up my mama said

I'm in love with a stripper yo

I'm in love with a stripper, yo

(Yo baby, can I get

Another lap dance?

I tell you I got nothing but

Funny money, man

New York Dogs

(This one's goin' out to the strip joints

Yo, meet me at

Suzy's Rendez-vous

For every Go-Go Bar

I'ma send this one

Out to the gentlemen's clubs

Magic City,

New York Dogs,

Rolex

I be seeing y'all up

In there late at night

I understand when

Your girl is stressing you out

(Crazy girls)

Know what I'm saying?

Don't let the ladies fool

Y'all now, fellas

They be doin' the same

Thing y'all be doin'

Turn up my symphony, man

Turn up my symphony

Drop a beat)

Just 'cause she dances go-go

It don't make her a h*e, no

Maxine, put your dance shoes on

We going to the disco

We gonna elope to Mexico

Called up my mama, said

I'm in love with a stripper, yo

Ten grand, let me see you

Shake it like you got no

Bones in your body and you

Was made to be a celebrity

Twenty grand, know it's a sin,

But before me you show me

A little more skin

It would fulfil my fantasy

Thirty grand, to the

Highest bidder but Chris Rock

Said, "There's no sex in the

Champagne room"

Forty grand, looked into

Her eyes, I saw tears

Falling down, type of

Tears that money

Couldn't buy

Just 'cause she dances go-go

It don't make her a h*e, no

Maxine, put your dance shoes on

We going to the disco

We gonna elope to Mexico

Called up my mama, said

I'm in love with a stripper, yo

Just 'cause she dances go-go

It don't make her a h*e, no

Maxine, put your dance shoes on

We going to the disco

We gonna elope to Mexico

Excuse me,

What is your name?

Uh, my name is Hope, yo

I was blessed with the

Body of the Goddesses

Have you any idea

How hard this is?

I could flex in 25 positions

But I only work here

To pay my tuition

Yo, tantalizing teaser

Table-top pleaser

Give me what I need a

Mastercard a Visa

Lap dance fantasy

Picture us on and

On white canopy

Wyclef extended

His hand to me

Like Billy D said

He's feelin me

Take me away

From here, so far

Where they ride

Horses, no cars

No more stripping in bars

Me and you 'Clef,

Against the odds

Just 'cause she dances go-go

It don't make her a h*e, no

Maxine, put your dance shoes on

We going to the disco

We gonna elope to Mexico

Called up my mama, said

I'm in love with a stripper, yo

Just 'cause she dances go-go

It don't make her a h*e, no

Maxine, put your dance shoes on

We going to the disco

We gonna elope to Mexico

Called up my mama, said

I'm in love with a stripper, yo

(Yo a lot of y'all sitting

With y'all girls fronting like

The Budweiser commercial

Talking bout, 'I, I don't be

Going to the strip joints'

You lying man

You'd be surprised who

You see up in there man

I got one question

For you liars, man)

Shot callers,

Wasn't you a preacher?

You calling her a hooker?

He without sin cast

The first stone

I met her on the subway,

She gave me that VIP card

And told me if

I ever have problems,

Don't hesitate to come by,

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Just 'cause she dances go-go

It don't make her a h*e, no

Maxine, put your dance shoes on

We going to the disco

We gonna elope to Mexico

Called up my mama, said

I'm in love with a stripper, yo

Just 'cause she dances go-go

It don't make her a h*e, no

Maxine, put your dance shoes on

We going to the disco

Called up my mama, said

Call up my mama said

I'm in love with a stripper yo

I'm in love with a stripper, yo

(Yo baby, can I get

Another lap dance?

I tell you I got nothing but

Funny money, man

New York Dogs

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