Nothin' to Do

I like to hold on my baby,
She likes to hold on me too.
Likes something for nothing,
That she can hold on to.
Where we been lately,
Second avenue.
To call on trent mackerel,
Or we can find someone new.

Really like it better,
Like it better than you.
And if you got a problem,
Well we had nothing to do.
Here we go baby,
With the cats from swoon.
And if we got a quarter,
We call sugarboom,
Chicka chick boom.



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Writer(s): Courtney A Taylor
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