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    Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot
    At the body shop
    Doing something unholy

    Lucky, lucky, like
    Lucky, lucky, ah
    A lucky, lucky girl
    She got married to a boy like you
    She'd kick you out if she ever, ever knew
    'Bout all the-, you tell me that you do
    Dirty, dirty boy
    You know everyone is talkin' on the scene
    I hear them whisperin' 'bout the places that you've been
    And how you don't know how to keep your business clean

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    Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot
    At the body shop
    Doin' somethin' unholy
    He sat back while she's droppin' it
    She be poppin' it
    Yeah, she put it down slowly
    Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh, he left his kids at
    Ho-ee-oh-ee-ome so he can get that
    Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot
    At the body shop
    Doin' somethin' unholy

    Mmm, daddy, daddy, if you want it, drop the addy
    Give me love, give me Fendi, my Balenciaga daddy
    You gon' need to bag it up 'cause I'm spendin' on Rodeo
    You can watch me back it up, I'll be gone in the a.m.
    He, he get me Prada, get me Miu Miu like Rihanna
    He always call me 'cause I never cause no drama
    And when you want it, baby, I know I got you covered
    And when you need it, baby, just jump under the covers

    Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot
    At the body shop
    Doin' somethin' unholy
    He sat back while she's droppin' it
    She be poppin' it
    Yeah, she put it down slowly
    Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh, he left his kids at
    Ho-ee-oh-ee-ome so he can get that
    Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot
    At the body shop
    Doin' somethin' unholy
    Oh-oh-oh-ee-oh-ee-ee-oh (unholy)
    Ee-ee-ee-ee
    Doin' somethin' unholy

    Song details

    Composition: juanjo bona, alvaro mayo, and Bea Fernández

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