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Call meNow call me later tell me if you really careIf you think that you know me then prove itIf you were a tote bag filled with beach toys I would take you to the mall and try to lost itHop on that moped we can go thirty miles an hourAfter that hour buy me roses, candy, chips and flowersI know you've got a crush but what can I do?I prefer a little lovin' with my marinated tofuOn my giant trampoline I go "bounce bounce" you fall in love with every ounce ounceOn my giant trampoline I go "bounce bounce" you fall in love with every ounce ounceHoller if you hear me, holler holler,Holler if you fear me, holler holler.Don't, yeah, don't blame me, yeah,Blame my booty, yeah, Cos it's such a cutey.x2A case of corn fed, un wed, drop dead girl.Just bootylicious booty breaking your heart.Hold up, hold up.Please don't hate 'cos I play the gameAnd I tease them with bait fo' sureMe and you, on a blanket for twoYou crack open a little of Sahara MistSongtexteYou speak of my beauty and how you're enchanted You promise your love proposing every wish & how you'll grant it/And every heartland honey just loves to pleaseThose corn fed girls in the wal-mart jeansOn my giant trampoline I go "bounce bounce" you fall in love with every ounce ounceOn my giant trampoline I go "bounce bounce" you fall in love with every ounce ounceHoller if you hear me, holler holler,Holler if you fear me, holler holler.Don't, yeah, don't blame me, yeah,Blame my booty, yeah, Cos it's such a cutey.x2I case of corn fed, un wed, drop dead girl.Just bootylicious booty breaking your heart.'Cos if you're looking for a ladyOne that you can call your babyAnd if you're looking to spoil me, royally oily and constantly.I'm not playing hard to get, no. I'm just hard to get.My booty, guilty. A booty lovelinessOn my giant trampoline I go "bounce bounce" you fall in love with every ounce ounceOn my giant trampoline I go "bounce bounce" you fall in love with every ounce ounceHoller if you hear me, holler holler,Holler if you fear me, holler holler.Don't, yeah, don't blame me, yeah,Blame my booty, yeah, Cos it's such a cutey.x2A case of corn fed, un wed, drop dead girl.Just bootylicious booty breaking your heart. Aus Songtexte Mania