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He like to frequent this club down up on 36th
Pimps and things like to hang outside and cuss for kicks
Talking to no one in particular they say the baddest I am tonight
Four letter words are seldom heard with such dignity and bite
All the poets and the part time singers always hang inside
Live music from a band plays a song called Soul Psychodelicide
The song's a year long and had been playing for months when he
Walked into the place
No one seemed to care an introverted this-is-it look on most of their faces
Up on the mic repeating two words over and over again
Was this woman he had never noticed before he lost himself in the
Articulated manner in which she said them
These two words a little bit behind the beat
I mean just enough o-turn you on
For every time she said the words another one of his doubts were gone
Should he try to rap with her Should he stand and stare
No one else was watching her she didn't seem to care
So over and over she said the words 'til he could take no more
No more
He dragged her from the stage and together they ran through the back door
In the alley over by the curb he said tell me what's your name
She only said the words again and it started to rain
Rain rain rain
Two words falling between the drops and the moans of his condition
Holding someone is truly believing there's joy in repetition
She said love me love me what she say
She say love me love me
Joy why don't you love me baby joy why can't you love me baby
Joy come on and love me baby joy in repetition
Alright joy all my wishes add up to one
Love me joy Love me joy Love me joy
Love me Love me joy joy joy in repetition
Joy joy in repetition
Joy joy
Love me
In repetition
Love me love joy joy joy in repetition
Joy and I'm gonna say it again joy joy and I'm gonna say it again
Joy I'd like to go way up high and say Love me joy
I'll say Love me joy
Joy joy in repetition joy in repetition
There's joy in repetition
