Lyrics

(You don't know, you don't know the pain, man) Hey, Mickey (hey, Mickey, hey, Mickey, hey, Mickey) Oh, Mickey, you're so fine So fine, you blow my mind Oh, Mickey, you're so fine So fine, you, uh-uh Oh, oh, Mickey, you're so fine So fine, you blow my mind Oh, Mickey, you're so fine So fine, you blow my mind Met this boy named Mickey, he had on some yellow dickies I knew he was a-, because his neck had hella hickies I said, it's nice to meet you, shook his hand and it was sticky I looked into his eyes and then, that's when it hit me, I said Oh, Mickey, you're so fine, so fine, you blow my mind I just might let you come into my life and waste my time I don't see no other man, boy, you done turned me blind You make me deaf 'cause I believe you even when you lying Never met a n- like this (never met a n- like this) Make a b- wanna cash in all her chips (wanna cash in all her chips) Tell my friends, I'll see ya later, girl, I gotta dip (I'll see ya later, girl, I gotta dip) 'Cause I got a meeting with a man named - (meeting with a man named-) But I call him Richard, he's richer than Bill Gates Gets me wetter than Superior Lake Takes me on hundred-thousand-dollar dates And I don't even have to give him cake He just call me baby, he don't call me Tate He whip up that white girl, he beatin' on Kate I just might marry that n- today (today) But then I found out that Mickey was gay, oh Oh, Mickey, you're so fine (you're so fine) Oh, Mickey, you're so fine So fine, you blow my mind Oh, oh, Mickey, you're so fine So fine, you blow my mind Oh, Mickey, you're so fine So fine, you blow my mind Hey, Mickey (Mickey, Mickey) Hey, Mickey (Mickey, Mickey) Hey, Mickey (Mickey, Mickey) Hey, Mickey (Mickey, Mickey) Hey, Mickey (Mickey, Mickey) (Ha-ha-ha-ha)
Writer(s): Diamonte Harper, Tate Sequoya Farris, Michael Chapman, Taylor Bailey, Nicholas Chin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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