Some people call me the space cowboy Some call me the gangster of love Some people call me maurice 'cause I speak of the pompitous of love
People keep talking about me, baby Said I'm doin' you wrong Well, don't worry, don't worry 'cause I'm right here at home
Cause I'm a picker, I'm a grinner I'm a lover, and I'm a sinner I play my music in the sun I'm a joker, I'm a smoker I'm a midnight toker I sure don't want to hurt no one
You're the cutest thing that I ever did see I really love your peaches, want to shake your tree Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time Ooo-eee baby, I'll sure show you a good time
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