Now listen to me
What I talk to this time
'Cuz it's gonna be different now
I never liked to introduce that bin to my nation
Swirl the trees outside
Wit the birds 'n bees out
I step forth
The Microphone Five (huh!)

I don't know why
I'm in love with you
Look into my eyes
I'm ready

Snap, crackle, pop
Knick-knack, paddy-whack
Put the boot rack
Like that
Yeah, yeah
Like it like that, uh
Microphone, microphone, microphone (penises)
Microphone, microphone
Microphone Five
(I'm gonna teach you a lesson)
The Microphone Five (huh!)

I don't know why
I'm in love with you
Look into my eyes
I'm ready

I like it, you like it
We like it, ride the bike
I like it, you like it
We like it, ride the bike
I like it, you like it
We like it, ride the bike
I like it, you like it
We like it, ride the bike
I like it, you like it
We like it, ride the bike
I like it, you like it
We like it, ride the bike
I like it, you like it
We like it, ride the bike
I like it, you like it
We like it, Microphone Five (huh!)


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