Do Your Thang by Cowboy Troy

 
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In a smokey room, I see you,
An' you're dancin' to a groovy tune.
Just mellow out, shake your mmmm.
An' do your thing, baby, do your thing.

You got a blonde, a brunette, a redhead,
In the gym workin' up a sweat.
One on the treadmill, one on the bike,
One in kick-bosing class all night.
Doin' their best to work it out.
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In a smokey room, I see you,
An' you're dancin' to a groovy tune.
Just mellow out, shake your mmmm.
An' do your thing, baby, do your thing.

You got a blonde, a brunette, a redhead,
In the gym workin' up a sweat.
One on the treadmill, one on the bike,
One in kick-bosing class all night.
Doin' their best to work it out.
Tryin' to get a nice body and a nice butt out.
You love to hear words comin' out of their mouths,
'Cause these girls are grits, girls raised in the south.
Gonna get cleaned up, meet at the spot.
Each one is covered an' she's pretty hot.
Hate to see 'em go but you love to watch 'em leave.
Go on, ladies, just do your thang.

Do your thang, baby, do your thang.
Do your thang, baby, do your thang.
Do your thang, baby, do your thang.
Do your thang, baby, do your thang.

The witching hour, an' the club is packed.
An' we're doing it, an' we're doing it fast.
The lights are bright, cocktails, strong.
An' do your thing, baby, do your thing.

Man look at that face, silhouette body.
Kickin' so hard you thought she'd do' karate.
Send a thank you to her Dad an' Mom,
'Cause once she's smiled, boy, you know what's on.
You know she has nice air to give.
'Cause you know she'll laugh even though she doesn't get it yet.
You wanna hear her say: "No-one could do it better."
Next, she's callin' out the fifteenth letter.
Better recognise, yeah, wrote to the smack rights.
She'll get to the point like stalagmites.
Bouncin' in the club in the black light.
Girl so fine, bow down like a jack-knife.
She ain't frontin', she ain't stunnin'.
Swing it for the fifth, boy, she ain't buntin'.
She's educated but she's fluent in street-slang,
Go on girl, girl, just do your thang.

Do your thang, baby, do your thang.
Do your thang, baby, do your thang.
Do your thang, baby, do your thang.
Do your thang, baby, do your thang.

Do your thang, baby, do your thang.
Do your thang, baby, do your thang.
Do your thang, baby, do your thang.
Do your thang, baby, do your thang.

Do your thang, baby, do your thang.
Do your thang, baby, do your thang.
Do your thang, baby, do your thang.
Do your thang, baby, do your thang
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