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Alexander O'Neal

Intro To "Fake"

 

Intro To "Fake"

(album: Hearsay - 1987)


Excuse me
Ah baby, you done spilled wine on my forty dollar shirt
You oughta move out the way
Uh, say what?
You heard me (Ooh)
You don't know me (Tough)
Hey, I'll go get my friend Alex and he'll throw all you out
Ah, right
You old lowlife (You alright, Pop?)
Nah, man, messed my shirt up, man
Maybe if she took out them colored contacts, she could see where she was going
Somebody need to talk about her. Why, you big chameleon-eyed, big wig, lowdown dirty sleazy fake
You're nothing but a fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake...

done

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