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George Clinton
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No Compute
Ah, I awakened from a wet dream in which I was restless {?} My imagination could no longer take me there So I slid into my copping haberdashery And gave into the original jones: sex.
Now, my sexy jones was below sea level The hornies occupied my being I was at that stage where most men would say, 'Hey ho', it's your life or your lay.' But I was cooler than that. She said, 'No compute.'
I spotted a lady who was also on the prowl I could tell by her makeup, plus the scent was there So I sashayed over to her, and, ah, spoke of my plan She screamed and said, 'Are you asking to make love to me?' I said, 'Is pig what's in pork? Or you gonna play hard After all the trouble you went through to get chosen?' She said, ah, 'No compute.'
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Finally, she said, ah, 'I could, ah, probably go for what you're talking about. But it's really about my birth control pill.' I said, 'All looks are not alike, all holes are not a crack. When in doubt, vamp. Or at least ad-lib. And of course you know that spit don't make babies.' She smiled, and said, 'No compute.' But I could tell that she was getting interested {?}.
So off we went! There was fun to be had, love to be made. 'Strange', I said to myself after I laid, Smoking a last joint before I ??? to sleep 'What a man will go for when the hornies, ah, set in.' Well, suddenly as she laid there, mouth wide open, wig half off, snoring Breath smelling like a 1948 Buick I was sick with the filthies, and she smiled in her sleep As if to say, 'All looks are not alike, all holes are not a crack.'
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