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Ol' Silk Johnson, cruisin up mighty fine Got a brand new cadillac. Buddy comrad Smith, rollin down the line Got a last year's cadillac. Johnson said hey smitty boy, what ya thinkin' of my spankin hot cadillac? Smith just reeled his head back, looked

Give me half the chance I'll make you understand That what I got to give Is so much more than this Than you'll ever know I don't say what's on my mind But you'll find this out in time Don't always open up I'm not quick to trust And let someone inside