| Well they see me with me woman walking the street
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| They watching me and grinding their teeth
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| They don’t know why I love her so
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| Oh no, I know they don’t know
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| Well they find that the woman too damn ugly
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| And they feel to theirselves I mamaguying she
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| They don’t know why I love her so
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| Oh no, no, I know they don’t know
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| The taste of the pudding is in the eating
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| I said the taste of the pudding is in the eating
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| I don’t mind she look like a smoked herring
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| She really got the pudding
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| Sometimes we fête in Los Iros
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| And sometimes we fête in San Fernando
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| They don’t know why I love her so
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| Oh no, I know they don’t know
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| I had to send she back to Caracas
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| Because I catch she with a man in Maracas
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| They don’t know why I love her so
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| Oh no, I know they don’t know
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| The taste of the pudding is in the eating
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| I said the taste of the pudding is in the eating
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| I don’t mind she look like a smoked herring
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| She really got the pudding
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| Anytime you see me whether day or night
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| She always with me, she never out of sight
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| They don’t know why I love her so
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| Oh no, I know they don’t know
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| People say she have me stupidy
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| She horning me and I can’t see
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| They don’t know why I love her so
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| Oh no, I know they don’t know
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| The taste of the pudding is in the eating
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| I said the taste of the pudding is in the eating
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| I don’t mind she foot like a pelican
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| She really got the pudding
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| If she dress in blue, I dress in blue
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| And if she dress in black, I don black right through
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| They don’t know why I love her so
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| Oh no, no, I know they don’t know
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| If she put on clothes, I put on too
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| If she take off, well I take off too
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| They don’t know why I love her so
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| Oh no, I know they don’t know
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| The taste of the pudding is in the eating
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| I said the taste of the pudding is in the eating
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| I don’t mind she look like a smoked herring
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| She really got the pudding |