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Cher Girl Don T Come

up now smooth fuckin You can betcha bottom, that pussy fire, you gon holla while you cry So don't be actin like you don't be backin that stuff up Girl

Digest shrimp, stomach pork, your feedback Smoke weed back, butt naked, we don't need that Shut down yo' circuit, watch me, kid Fuckin' work it overtime rhymer Don't

don't have to know your name and I won't tell you what to do But a girl she doesn't live by only rock 'n roll and brew Baby baby, baby baby Cher

Since Sonny and Cher Say here girl Take these dozens of roses And let me part the Red Sea Like I was Moses Love Is love Two wrongs don't make it right

boomin' when we're on your stereo So hold on tight, don't dare let go We're the teachers, you're the students, class is in session Pay attention boys and girls

comes near CHORUS: I'm through with love, it didn't do much for me I'm through with love, as if you really care I'm through with love, so honey please don't

Aspen right down there I go skiing there at Christmas time With Don and Jack and Cher Hey, maybe when we get to LA, honey You'd like to come along with

Juliet We'll make so many memories That we'll never forget And cherish every moment We won't ever have regrets I'll be by your side all the time So, baby, don't

ahead. But don't be fooled folks, there's only one. I forget the guy's name but I know somebody must have said Sell it and they will come boys, sell