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Sign Yourself Over to Me (Charles) - 2014 Cut Song
Eddie Perfect
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My knees were not made for kneeling
I'm not one to get down and pray
My knees are like ninjas
Two dangerous hinges, they smash
And they injure in the octagon cage
Though my MMA days are behind me
Bowing beneath you seems mad
But I've got you in situ, so I guess I should pitch you
You're welcome to sit, but I think that I'll stand
Marry me, Delia
Do it, don't dream it
Be mine, but first sign this pre-nuptial agreement
Though you need no incentive to be ever attentive
What's mine is now yours
Well, a minor percentagะต
Dance with me, Delia
Wะต'll face the free market
I'll buy you a Chrysler and somewhere to park it
Oh, come, take my hand
You'll be good for my brand
Meet my ev'ry demand, and you'll see
It's expanded in clause 4.3
Sign yourself over to me
This business alignment, well, it makes you my client
With minimum requirements for sexual contact
I've got van Goghs and Goyas
An army of lawyers
And will fucking destroy you if you break this contract
So marry me, Delia and no one will scam me
'Cause folks drop their panties for a man with a family
We need each other
Lydia needs a mother
If your eggs aren't dried up, she might get a brother
Ride with me, Delia
We'll soar to the heavens
Foreplay is optional
Read sub-clause seven
Bow to my will
Ev'ry need you'll fulfill
If you're sad, pop a pill, mon chรฉri
I'm your new CEO, OMG
Sign yourself over to me
Fill this position
Be my acquisition
I'll talk and you'll listen
We'll vacay in France
Your role needs defining, something legally binding
So get busy signing my love, and let's dance
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Forgive my transgressions
Make endless concessions
I'm into possessions, you must be all mine
Work hard to placate me
You must not debate me
Just daily fellate me and we should be fine
Marry me, Delia
I'll fill you with knowledge
An hour with me is like three years of college
I've got wisdom and vision
More pots than I can piss in
Since we can't break tradition
Bring it in, Delia
Come on, hustle up
Take a knee
I'm ready to marry again
Take this ivory, civil war era, slave ower's pen
And sign yourself over to me
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