Tytuł: How the hell did they get there

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Yeah
   Yeah
  
   Baby, baby, come on keep it up
  
   I found myself at the drugstore,
   Baby rapping with my funky friends
   Shed tears of joy for a soul of sadness, ah ah
  
   My mind was made up now baby
   But my mouth kept talking
   What the hell am I gonna do,
   Gonna do
  
   I said how the hell did they get there, baby
   How the hell did they get there, baby
  
   I met this thing called Carrie
   She kinda smoked those long French cigarettes (know what I mean boys)
   She tried to get me upset
   By saying silly little things
  
   My mind was made up now baby
   But my mouth kept talking
   The hell am I gonna do,
   Gonna do
  
   I said how the hell did they get there, baby
   How the hell did they get there, baby
   How the hell did they
   I say how the hell did they
   How the hell did they get there, baby
   Come on, keep it up
  
   Um, No matter hard I try, try, try, try
   Yes, I was Marti, Marti, Marti, Marti, Marti, Marti, Marti
   Try a little tenderness,
   Come on try, A little tenderness
   Same thing
   Makes you do wrong
   Makes you do right, yeah, yeah, baby baby,
   Come on Gimme some groove thing
   Groove thing
  
   Horns, horns
  
   Oh try tender, ah oh
  
   Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  
   Mind was made up now baby
   But my mouth kept talking
   What the hell am I gonna do,
   Gonna do
  
   I said how the hell did they get there, baby
   How the hell did they get there, baby
   The hell did they
   I said how the hell did they
   How the hell did they get there, baby
   Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta
   Get there baby,
   Baby, baby
   Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta
   Get there baby,
   Baby, baby, yeah
   How the hell did they
   I said how the hell did they,
   I said how the hell did they,
   Get there baby