Give up, make's ya down'
Best git lost, don't you be around
That one's a-foolin', dear.
That one's b.s.-in', dear.

Eyes like a shaft, but don't ya cry,
They will lie if you ask "why",
I'm gittin' outta here.
Cuz that's b.s.-in', dear.

Come on, dress up, like clown,
Aww, c'mon, sit down, I'll frown.
I'm a-gittin' outta here,
'Fore I put on that gear!

Might git the truth, or git a lie,
'Nough to make one say bye-bye.
Don't need that talk 'round here,
That's your b.s.-in', dear.

You get it right, but miss the mark,
Thinkin' of it makes eyes smart.
I'll just be sittin' here,
You make your mind up, dear.

Ordered, sit down, don't frown.
Yea come on, sit down, don't frown.
Just a lil flirtin' here,
Just a lil flirtin' here.

All my babes(all my b-a-a--ab-es) they agonize you.
But those are trends, just to pass my time true.
Those ones will fool lots. They love foolin's clear.
Don't think they have no plan, cuz it's all in the air.

Nuh-uhh uh-uh-uh
Nuh-uh-uhh Nuh
I won't be sittin here
Merely b.s.in', hear?

Nuh-uhh uh-uh-uh
Nuh-uh-uhh Nuh
I'll just be sittin' here,
You make your mind up, dear.

Come on, dress up, like clown,
Aww, c'mon, sit down, I'll frown.
I'm a-gittin' outta here,
'Fore I put on that gear!

Come on....
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