Roses

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[Verse]
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Caroline! Caroline!
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See Caroline all the guys would say she's mighty fine
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But mighty fine only got you somewhere half the time
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And the other half either got you cursed out, or coming up short
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Yeah, now dig this, now
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Even though
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You'd need a golden calculator to divide
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The time it takes to look inside and realise that
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Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!
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[Chorus]
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I know you'd like to thank your shit don't stank
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But lean a little bit closer
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See that roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo
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Yeah, roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo
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Em                              D
I know you'd like to thank your shit
 don't stank
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But lean a little bit closer
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See that roses really smell like 
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poo-oo-ooo
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Yeah, roses really smell like 
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poo-oo-ooo


[Verse]
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Caroline! See she's the reason for the word "bitch"
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I hope she's speeding on the way to the club
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Trying to hurry up to get to some
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Baller or singer or somebody like that
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And try to put on her makeup in the mirror
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And crash, crash, crash.. into a ditch! (Just Playing!)
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She needs a golden calculator to divide
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The time it takes to look inside and realise that
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Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah!
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[Chorus]
Em                              D
I know you'd like to thank your shit
 don't stank
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But lean a little bit closer
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See that roses really smell like 
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poo-oo-ooo
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Yeah, roses really smell like 
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poo-oo-ooo

Em                              D
I know you'd like to thank your shit don't stank
C
But lean a little bit closer
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See that roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo
Em

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Yeah, roses really smell like poo-oo-ooo
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[Verse]
Em
Well she's got a hotty body, but her attitude is potty
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When I met her at a party she was hardly acting naughty
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I said "Shorty, would you call me?"

She said "Pardon me, are you ballin'?"
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I said "Darling, you sound like a prostitute pausing"
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Oh so you're one them freaks, get geeked at the sight of an ATM receipt
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But game been peeped, dropping names she's weak
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Trickin' off this bitch is lost, Must take me for a geek
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Em
A quick way to eat, a neat place sleep,
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A rent-a-car for a week, a trick for a treat
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No go on the raw sex, my AIDS test is flawless
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Regardless, we don't want to get involved with all them lawyers
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And judges just to hold grudges in a courtroom
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I wanna see ya support bra not support you!
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[Chorus]
Em                              D
I know you'd like to thank your shit
 don't stank
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But lean a little bit closer
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See that roses really smell like 
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poo-oo-ooo
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Yeah, roses really smell like 
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poo-oo-ooo

[Play 2x]
Em                              D
I know you'd like to thank your shit
 don't stank
C
But lean a little bit closer
Bm                               
See that roses really smell like 
Am
poo-oo-ooo
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Yeah, roses really smell like 
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poo-oo-ooo

[Play 2x]
Em
Better come back down to Mars
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Girl, quit chasin' cars
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What happens when the dough get so low
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Bitch, you ain't that fine
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No way.. no way.. no way

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Crazy bitch (Etc)
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