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Artist: Ashlee Simpson Album: Bittersweet World Title: Hot Stuff
Listen ! I walk into your joint With a hoddie on Don't need a short skirt To get it on It goes on
Here she comes Sunday school girl walked us on Uh, she's wearing that ? Better expect the boys attack
Juice ! I want some of that happy juice What kind of soda ? People will hide for you... Wait a sec, everybody down (Hit the deck)
[Chorus] People say you're going out your mind To think I'm hot stuff, got think you're hot stuff What you're gonna do they talk about it anyhow You think you're hot stuff, I know I'm hot stuff
Okay, one, two Everybody look what I can do I can bring me like up all the way (Sure it's good) Piece of cake
Show off ! She just wanna take her clothes off Ay ya... how that, that trick you ? Ay ya... once or another, you will discover That's the way it is...
[Chorus x2]
What you're gonna do when ya'll zip it Shall flip it !
Feels like I'm in candyland I'm going down on should again Whit unicornes and fairy wounds I think I have too much to drink
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