The Sophisticated Song
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I got sophisticated hands, I got sophisticated feet,
A sophisticated car parked on Sophistication Street
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When you look at me and start to flirt,
I have to wipe the dribble off the front of my shirt,
When you ask me, what's on my mind,
All I can think to answer is "fbluh-uh"...
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moar of dem )