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Track 8 From Eminem Album Relapse
Lyrics:
Yeah, same song and dance, Damn girl everywhere I go,
Same song and dance,
I like the way you move all over the globe,
Same song and dance,
Something about it man,Same song and dance, In the pale of the moonlight.
Verse 1
I'm looking at ya, Yeah girl your kinda taken back by,
The whole rapper thing aren't ya,
Prolly thinkin' you get slapped so dang hard ya,
Won't even be able to stand straight up aren't ya,
Couple rape charges people think your a monster,
The police constantly bugging you non stop, I walk up on ya, well hello Tonya, I think you got your on star button inside your car stuck, You out of gas, Do you got a flat,
I would hate for you to be stranded at the laundry mat,
I got your back, Why don't you put your laundry basket in the back, And sit up front, I'm not askin' it's a trap,
You just got jacked, And body snatched, And it's a wrap, In broad day, no mask for this attack, I heard 'em say exact opposites attract, If that's a fact,
It'll take a task force to get you back.
Chorus
Yeah baby do that dance,
It's the last dance you'll ever get the chance to do,
Girl shake that ass, You ain't never gonna break that glass,
That windshield's too strong for you, I said yeah baby sing that song, It's the last song you'll ever get the chance to sing, You sexy little thing, Show me what you got, Give it your all, Look at you bawl, Why you crying to me,
Same song and dance.
Verse 2
The first victim I had she was a big one, A big movie star a party girl, big fun, She was the girl the media always picked on, In and out of rehab every 4 to 6 months,
She was always known for her little pranks and slick stunts, At nickelodeon flashed the little kids once,
Was an event it was, I was sitting in front,
I was hooked in it the first glimpse at them buns,
Seen her backstage now here's where I come in son,
Look here she comes, I better pull out the big guns,
Hello Lindsay your looking a little thin hun, How about a ride to rehab get in cunt, We're starting off on the wrong foot just what I didn't want, Girl I'm just kidding let me start over again hun, See what I meant was we should have a little intervention, Come with me to Brighton,
Let me relieve ya tension, You little wench ya,
Murder wasn't my intention, If I wanted to kill you it would have already been done, Slowly she gets in and I begin to lynch her, With 66 inches of extension cord.
Chorus
Yeah baby do that dance,
It's the last dance you'll ever get the chance to do,
Girl shake that ass, You ain't never gonna break that glass,
That windshield's to strong for you, I said yeah baby sing that song, It's the last song you'll ever get the chance to sing, You sexy little thing, Show me what you got,
Give it your all, Look at you ball,
Why you crying to me, Same song and dance.
Verse 3
My second victim was even bigger than the first,
Pop star icon the whole works,
She played a little school girl when she first burst,
Upon the scene and seen that the world was hers,
She twirls and turns,
And blurts and skirts so bad it hurts,
It hurt me and made me mad at first,
Alas after my songs,
But what was really going on was,
I had developed a crush,
I just didn't know how to tell it to her,
Should I cut off one of my ears and mail it to her,
Send her pictures of my collection of skeletons,
Or footage of me impalin' myself on an elephant tusk,
We'll settle this once and for all,
Im'a tell her at dusk,
Tonight, tonight is the night and tell her I must,
Creep up to her mansion in stilettos and just,
Climb the gate and ring the bell like hello my love,
I just picked up prescription for seroquel up,
Now would you like to share a pill or two with me,
I'll share my valium with you cause I'm feelin' you Britney,
I'll trade you a blue one for a pink one,
Ever since a school girl juvenile delinquent,
I've been feelin' you,
Ooh ooh girl you sexy little gal,
You hold that pill any longer it will get sentimental value,
Come on toots give me the valium alley-oop,
I'll slam dunk it in your mouth till' you puke,
And just as soon as you pass out in your alphabet soup,
I'm bout to make a new outfit out of you,
A new outfit, shit,
I'll make a suit out of you, shoot,
Now show me how you move baby do how you do.
Chorus
Yeah baby do that dance,
It's the last dance you'll ever get the chance to do,
Girl shake that ass,
You ain't never gonna break that glass,
That windshield's too strong for you,
I said yeah baby sing that song,
It's the last song you'll ever get the chance to sing,
You sexy little thing,
Show me what you got,
Give it your all,
Look at you ball,
Why you crying to me,
Same song and dance.
Same kicking and screaming, Same crying and sobbing,
Same song and dance,
Same begging and pleading, Same yelling and bleeding,
Same song and dance,
Yeah, same song and dance,
I know, same song and dance.
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