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Crunch!   You Got It!
(Thompson/Foreman)


I awoke to find the hasty trick
Had rubbed up a mark in purple lipstick

(You got it! You got it!)

She whipped my brains from between my legs
Docile shockwaves zapping through my head

(You got it! You got it!)

Then thundered off with my stingray around her
But she won't get far I've finally found out

(You got it! You got it!)

I'll seek high, pray to God, follow the dice
No matter what the odds, assume the part of Pépé le Pew
All my life that's not a hard toon to presume
Should I find her with another man
I'll try hard to understand
I'll help the client out and through the door
Through him down the lift-shaft of the thirteenth floor
(Argh!)

(You got it! You got it!)

I got the times and places, all the different faces
All the misdemeanours to take you to the cleaners
And should I do, I'll run you through

Highjack my load, sped off with my lust
Jack-knifed my function, I couldn't see her for dust

(You got it! You got it!)

Make no mistake , the smile upon her face as she said Grace
Tiptoeing up and down my backbone, she hit a home run

I'll seek high, pray to God, follow the dice
No matter what the odds, assume the part of Pépé le Pew
All my life that's not a hard toon to presume
Should I find her with another man
I'll try hard to understand
I'll help the client out and through the door
Through him down the lift-shaft of the thirteenth floor
(Argh!)

She whipped my brains from between my legs
Docile shockwaves zapping through my head

(You got it! You got it!)

Make no mistake , the smile upon her face as she said Grace
Tiptoeing up and down my backbone
Looks like we hit a home run







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