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The Latest Fashion
The Time (w/ Prince)
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Fellas? Yeah! Hit me
Are we ready? I do believe we are ready
What time is it? Yo! (It's killing time, Morris)
I know that's right, 'cause I am the latest fashion
Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris
Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris
(Yo) go Morris, go Morris
Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris
Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris
I know I said I loved you
I know I said I needed you
I know I said that I'd be here always
But I what I didn't tell you is that
This year, the latest fashion is to lie in the heat of passion
This year, the latest fashion is to lie in the heat of passion
People tell us what we want to hear
(Time) this time the tables are turned
This time we're the ones that's painting fires
Instead of gettin' burned (yo)
This year, the latest fashion is to lie in the heat of passion
This year, the latest fashion is to lie in the heat of passion
(Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris)
Jellybean, (go Morris, go Morris) don't be so mean, huh!
Cowboy, aw, (heh-heh), you're fired
Jam Jimmy, Jam Jimmy, Jam Jimmy, Jam Jimmy
Jam, Jimmy, Jam Jimmy, Jam Jimmy, Jam
People tell me what I want to hear
This time the tables are turned
Jerome, body language
(Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris)
I do the horse yeah (go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris)
Oak Tree! Look out (go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris)
I like that, Oak Tree! (go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris)
Get ready, Chili sauce! (go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris)
This year, the latest fashion is to lie in the heat of passion
Fellas? (Yeah) hit me, but don't you lag
Tell me what dance to do, it starts with an M (Murphy Drag)
I ain't through yet, band!
What? Hallelujah (whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa)
Everybody want to tell me how to play the game
When I run it better than a madame runs dames
Trying to beat me like playin' pool with a rope
My funk will leave ya dead 'cause it's good and plenty dope
All in all I'm still the king and all y'all the court
If you thinkin' 'bout rulin' me, ya better get abortions, yes!
It's jacked, 'cause I'm back, and I'm harder than a heart attack
And I'm the cure for any disease
'Cause there ain't nobody funky like me!
(Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris)
Don't be a fool (go Morris, go Morris, go Morris)
This year, the latest fashion is to lie in the heat of passion
The latest fashion
The latest fashion
The latest fashion
The latest fashion