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First thing first The chocolate starfish is my man Fred Durst. Access Hollywood liscenced to kill A redneck fucker from Jacksonville. Bringning on the dumbster funk A microphone machete in the back of my trunk. Rockin' limp so steady with the he-says she-says, And don't forget about the starfish navigation system. Don't hate me, I'm just an alien With 37 tons of new millenium. Dum-Di-Di-Dum, where's it coming from? Miss Aguiliera, come and get some. Oh no, which way to go? To the limp dance floor, It's on my stereo. Pay me limp no mind I've seen the Fight Club about 28 times. And I'ma keep my pants saggin` Keep the skateboard, a spray can for the taggin` And I'ma keep a lot of girls in my band wagon, Cause I don't give a fuck.. Living life in the fast lane I'm just a crazy mother fucker livin' it up Not giving a fuck Living life in the fast lane Another crazy mother fucker livin' it up Not giving a fuck in the fast lane Take two (ooo-wa!)
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