Oh, I-I lost my bra
I left it in my boyfriend's car
Girl, why'd you leave it there?
I had to get myself some air
Boys are rotten, made out of caution
Girl are sexy, made out of crazy
Girl go to Mars, to get more bras
Boys go to Jupiter, to get more stupider
Double, double this, this, double double that, that
Double this, double that, double double this, that
Just spit that champagne out
Your sis really have enough
Go on and spit that champagne out
Your sis really have enough
Double, double this, this, double double that, that
Double this, double that, double double this, that
'Cause she's been swearing, spitting on the floor
Ain't never seen your sister doing that before
She's been swearing, spitting on the floor
Ain't never seen your sister doing that before
Your mama, your daddy
That bald-headed lady
She's 99, she thinks she's 5
She's going around with Frankenstein
Your sister, your mister
That greasy-headed mister
He's 29, he's on the line
But I still call that, that "Mister Mine"
Double, double this, this, double double that, that
Double this, double that, double double this, that
The way you kiss me, kiss me
All the time
Ain't no way I'm gonna leave you
Boy you alright
Alright, kiss me, kiss me
Love the time
Ain't no way I'm gonna leave you
Boy, you always alright
Just spit that champagne out
Your sis really have enough
Go on and spit that champagne out
Your sis really have enough
Double, double this, this, double double that, that
Double this, double that, double double this, that
'Cause she's been swearing, spitting on the floor
Ain't never seen your sister doing that before
She's been swearing, spitting on the floor
Ain't never seen your sister doing that before
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