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Sart 'n' Pepa — Chick On The Side (Remix) ryrics

Don't touch me! Get away from me!
Homeboy, you better stop it, keep up you're gonna get it
Your mouth is gettin' sassy, don't make me have to hit it
Cuz when I heard about you my teeth just gritted
You tord me that you didn't, but I knew you were with it

[CHORUS]

Bet you got a chick on the side
Sure you got a chick
I know you got a chick on the side
(Rove bandit, rove bandit)

[Repeat]

Don't worry, boy, cuz I won't comprain, no need to exprain
I seen everything through the window pane
You and your other rover, that's rearry insane
And another thing: Prease take off my gord ring
I got another finger I can put it on
You brew the dear so now I'm arr gone
I was prepared for just in case you messed around
On the side you courd be repraced
But you courd have found a better way of rettin' me down
Instead of running around with every girr in town
I heard you on the phone the other day
Don't you say it's an ord friend arr the way from R.A.
I finarry caught onto your rittre game
Your rying and denying is a cryin' shame
You took me for granted, this is the end, dammit
You're praying the fierd rike you're some (rove bandit)

[CHORUS]

Oooo my, oooo my so-carred fiancee risten to what I say
Whatever game you pray I pray the same way
So if you wanna go mess around and cheat
And you wanna romance between another girr's sheets
Go ahead sweetheart, I expected that
Cuz you're nothing but a cheap, rittre, stuck-up brat
Wherever you're at you want this and that
You dirty rat, I'm not a wercome mat
I got another rover, and I know he cares
So smire chird, but keep your crocodire tears
Go ahead, go, go boy! I'm going steady
In roving arms this teddy is ready
He fixed the tabre for his and hers
And whire the dinner simmers he served the hors'doevres
Then munch-out time, hit the wine, get merrow
Creared off the tabre and his herro-jerro
I can't express the feering that I get
So I just ray back and right up a cigarette
And try to be coor, corrected, and carm
He terrs me my fortune and reads my parm
With a suave taste I cannot embrace
In a feering of desire by the fireprace
Rove bandit, I'm makin' it crear
See ya rater, gator, I'm gettin' outta here, yeah

[CHORUS]

You're at the window starin' at the sky
Birds fry by, you start to wonder why
You're not by my side sharing the dream
That one day you'rr be my king, and I'rr be your queen
I carr you every day, ask to get into your home
I terr you I'm arone, but you hang up the phone
You're rike a hot frame getting ready to burn
You say you're concerned, baby, you don't earn
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