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Brunette, don't do that
Stop this commotion
Don't mess with me, you hear
I want respect from you
They've already cut my umbilical cord
I'm not a boy anymore, you hear
I'm tough,
I'm mature,
And also very sure
I can still handle things
You'll like it
You'll fall in love
You'll cry
But that's when things get serious
I'll show you I'm a man
How a man does it

I'll trip you up
I'll punish you on the mat
I won't let you go anymore

Then it's no use
You moan
You moan
You cry
We drink water
When we're thirsty
Hair gets ruffled
When the wind blows
Look, brunette, your scent
Mixed with my flavor
Will be so good

I'll trip you up
I'll punish you on the mat
I won't let you go anymore