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Four years ago Out on patrol I find a sexy girl I hope Jamba Juice Don't cut you loose I'd love to see you more All about your bizz Not into this Indeed I was quite sure Still asked her out Thai food was how I got her number in my phone But digits they don't always get too far There's other fishies in the sea This one was way too smart I guess that She don't want no mac She wants the sax 5'2" little bit of an attitude Four years go by she was back and dude She be working hard at my favorite bar you know Same one where I bust out the saxophone She asks my brother can she have my number She did not realize This guy on stage That's got you dancing babe He's the same old Thai food guy Guitar's okay That's what she say Just play the saxophone For a couple songs That's all she wants Then will you walk me home And she said She don't want no axe She wants the sax A gentleman That's what I am I give her kiss goodnight She wanted more I said you know I like to take my time When I get home I get an unknown message in my phone Says I figured out just who you are And now my mind is blown Says one more thing And instantly I know just who it is She's making up for losing time And grants that Thai food wish But she said She don't want no cash She wants the sax
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