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And you know it's all around you But it's hard to point and say "there" So you just sit on your hands And quietly contemplate Your next bold move The

So this is it Here it is, moment of truth The one you've always heard about Everything around you stops to hold its breath and your heart slows to a

-E-S-H" [Chorus: Woman Vocalist] An Uck, Cru don't give an uck Fresh, Wild & Bold don't give an uck Give an uck, Cru don't give uck Fresh, Wild & Bold

I love your black dress, your red lips, your long legs, your high heels I love your thigh-high boots, your snake skin one-piece suit Yeah you really

just my type Be my baby, have my child If you wanna get bolder Well then you gotta get better If you wanna get harder Then you gotta get smarter If you wanna get bolder

She's gone out for the call With a cocaine nose and a nose job She wore her pants so tight wasn't too bright It doesn't matter much when you're a sight

just my type Be my baby, have my child If you wanna get bolder Well then you gotta get better If you wanna get harder Then you gotta get smarter If you wanna get bolder

heard, buddy bolden say The nasty and dirty, take it away You're terrible and awful, take it away I thought I heard him say Thought I heard, buddy bolden

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