I had a baby named Jane she cud shake that thing said her daddy used to hang with Johnny Coltrane she sang the soul train with a friend named Jen her booty was bigger than a Mercedes Benz Jen was a hurty burty dirty little girlie I heard it from a birdie she could cook a mean turkey with gravy Baby Baby Baby Baby was Jen's best friend and maybe if you were lucky licky licky sucky sucky Mickey Mickey, fuck me fuck me more junk in her trunk than a Honda I know you wanna do the Jane Fonda
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One, two, three, four get your booty on the dance floor work it out, shake it little momma lemme see you do the Jane Fonda five, six, seven, now if you don't know, let me show you how to work it out, work it little momma I know you wanna do the Jane Fonda
I had a princess, queen of incest she was in Brebbia jeans had big breasts and big eyes and a big ass to match Jean wasn't fast, she was easy to catch then came Molly a hood from Hollywood High so fly she was transatlantic she was a manic depressive * manic depressive * which was impressive very impressive I had to test it tasted like chicken and was lemon scented she took me home to her mama I taught 'm both how to Jane Fonda
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I had a doll named Dana from Santa Ana she was a waitress at the Copa Cabanna she was slammin' and her ass was jammin' like Janet Jackson in the rhythm nation her brother jason had a girl named Grace and you could see her ass from outer space so I landed on her planet and I planted a Mickey Av flag in it dammit
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One, two, three, four get your booty on the dance floor work it out, shake it little momma lemme see you do the Jane Fonda five, six, seven, now if you don't know, let me show you how to work it out, work it little momma I know you wanna do the Jane Fonda
I had a princess, queen of incest she was in Brebbia jeans had big breasts and big eyes and a big ass to match Jean wasn't fast, she was easy to catch then came Molly a hood from Hollywood High so fly she was transatlantic she was a manic depressive * manic depressive * which was impressive very impressive I had to test it tasted like chicken and was lemon scented she took me home to her mama I taught 'm both how to Jane Fonda
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I had a doll named Dana from Santa Ana she was a waitress at the Copa Cabanna she was slammin' and her ass was jammin' like Janet Jackson in the rhythm nation her brother jason had a girl named Grace and you could see her ass from outer space so I landed on her planet and I planted a Mickey Av flag in it dammit
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