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She plays her 45
Man alive, spin it
And I take a dive
Down low
Downtown on the underground
Ride that train
No one drops sound
Any tempo
She's a little bit older
a little bit wise
a little bit more woman
Yeah

The candy from her lips
And the sweetness from her hips
Her beat I truly miss
Well, I need that rhythm in my bones
I know she got that some

I call her sweetie,
I call her, I call her sweetie
I love her taste,
I love her groove,
I love the way she makes me move
I call her sweetie,
I call, I call her sweetie
I call her sweetie,
I call, I call her sweetie
Yeah, yeah, yo
I call her sweetie

Some may think she's not my type
Two records spinnin' out of time
But we know that's alright

Picks me up and lays me down
When she thinks I'm faded out
She likes to play the B side

Just a little bit older
Yes, a little bit wiser
A little bit more woman
Oh

The candy from her lips,
And the sweetness from her hips
Her beat I truly miss

Well, I need that rhythm in my bones
I know she got that some
I call her sweetie,
I call her, I call her sweetie

I love her taste,
I love her groove,
I love the way she makes me move
I call her sweetie,
I call, I call her sweetie

I call her sweetie,
I call, I call her sweetie

Yeah, yeah, yo
I call her sweetie

I know she got that sound
for me, for me
yeah yeah
Yeah, she's always got that sound
For me, for me
Yeah

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