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Lightly, It's been driving me mad
'Cause you're the best thing, that I've ever had
And I want you
Oh, I want you bad

Come on, let's give it a whirl
'Cause we can shake up, the whole wide world
And I want you
Oh, I want you girl

I won't run out of things to do
I've got no other plans, but you

Never, never be sad
I wanna make you, feel so bad
And I want you
Oh, I want you bad

I won't run out of things to do
I've got no other plans, but you

Thinking I'm gonna loose my head
And oh the phone line, is taking too much bad
And I want you
Oh, I want you bad

Lightly, It's been driving me mad
'Cause you're the best thing, that I've ever had
And I want you
Oh, I want you bad

But I want you
Oh, I want you bad

If I counted all of the things I've got
You might really think I had a lot
But I won't be satisfied if I don't have you.
If I sail away to the Caribbean
See so many sights that I've never seen
Still they wouldn't mean a thing to me
If I don't have you.

Yes, it's you I can shout it out
And you're all that I think about.
Yes it's true
They all fall by the way
It's all I can say it's you.

Living in a castle like a king
Wouldn't be much fun without my queen
And I'd probably throw it all away
If I don't have you.

Yes, it's you I can shout it out
And you're all that I think about.
Yes it's true
They all fall by the way
It's all I can say it's you.

And if words could say what I wish they would
I could really make it understood
That I won't be satisfied
If I don't have you.

No, I will never be satisfied
If I don't have you.

Wacky tobacky
It made me feel so good
Wacky tobacky
Just like you said it would

Everybody doin' it
Smokin' and a-chewin' it
They shippin' and buzzin' it
And Congress is discussin' it

Oh, listen to me
'Cause I wouldn't tell you no lie

Some folks are tryin' it
But then they're denyin' it
A scientist is testin'
But you might get arrested

Jiminy Cricket
I wouldn't tell you no lie

But now, wacky tobacky
Wacky tobacky

Oh, wacky tobacky
It made me feel so weird
Wacky tobacky
I had to shave my beard

Yeah, the old they're tryin' it
And then they're denyin' it
It's wicked and it's graded
But then it's confiscated

It's crackers to slip a rozzer
Oh, the dropsy in snide

Hey boy, wacky tobacky
Wacky tobacky
I said
Wacky tobacky
Wacky tobacky

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