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Hamilton Loomis - That Thang lyrics
She ain’t got much for looks She burns everything she cooks She ain’t real statuesque She got no taste for dress But that don’t mean a thing She got me hangin’ by a string Cause she got that tha-an-ang She got that thang, that thang That thang, she got that thang She makes me a little bit late She does little things I hate She can’t carry a tune I can’t stand her perfume But that don’t mean a thing She got me hangin’ by a string Cause she got that tha-an-ang She got that thang, that thang That thang, she got that thang The things she do to me She do so easily You know she holds the key The girl gonna get the best of me Oh here she comes Cause she got that tha-an-ang She got that thang, tha-an-ang The things she do to me She do so easily You know she holds the key She girl gonna get the best of me She never picks up on hints Never had common sense The conversation won’t go far She can’t even play a guitar But that don’t mean a thing She got me hangin’ by a string Cause she got that tha-an-ang Yes she do, yes she do Tha-an-ang, won’t you believe me Tha-an-ang, woo-woo-woo-woo, she got me Tha-an-ang Thang |
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