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Lyrics for Sweat Beatrice by Adam Sandler:
| | | Artist: | Adam Sandler |
| | Album: | What's Your Name | | Track: | Sweat Beatrice | | | | Date Added: | 24/10/2007 | | Views: | 259 | | | | Lyrics: | Hanging with my sweet amour
She came out with a lion's roar
Yelling, "I'm going to
the corner store,
Be back at quarter to four"
"Don't slam your pinkies in the
drawer"
She can be like a maiden from the days of yore
Hanging out at Studio 54
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Break dancing on the slick brick disco floor
With Lionel Richie
Who, by the way,
was a Commodore
One time she gave mouth-to-mouth to a snaggle tooth boar
Who
couldn't breat right since the Vietnam War
Then she played Chinese Checkers with Skeletor
And went camping with Eva Gabor
She's my sweet Beatrice
She's my sweet
Beatrice
She's my sweet Beatrice
And she's coming home
I got a picture of
her down by the seashore
Wearing a bikini made of purple velour
Her hair's up like
Conway Twitty's pompadour
With the smile of Guy LeFleur
She got the ups and downs
like an elevator
But deep inside she's a marshmellow smore
Can bake a cake as big as
Jupitor
Either or, Neithor nor
She'll share it with your Labrador
She can
run faster than a blazing meteor
Loves Winnie the Pooh and his friend Eeyore
Can
make a pipe out of an apple core
That's a trick she learned from Roberto Parrish
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Down in Ecuador
You know why?
She's my sweet Beatrice
She's my sweet
Beatrice
She's my sweet Beatrice
And she's coming home
Well, for sure she
opened the door
Whipped out a 3-ft fishing lure
Sexually, that made me insecure
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Like the time I was a roadie
On Elton John's tour
She said, "Let's go catch some
Piscatore!"
I said, "Beatrice, you don't eat fish no more."
She said, "By God,
you're right!"
So we took ourselves a snore
And when we woke up 10 hours later
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We made Love Du Jour
She's my sweet Beatrice
She's my sweet Beatrice
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She's my sweet Beatrice
And she came home
She likes to clean out the attic every
now and then
She's gonna knit me a brand new golfing bag
We gonna watch ourselves a
John Wayne movie
Then we gonna free all the doggies at the kennel
She gonna try on
my third grade mittens
She'll keep 'em on even though they're way too small
Well,
she ain't never gonna hurt me
She ain't never gonna let me down
She ain't never
gonna tell nobody
I'm afraid of birds and spiders
Well, Bea-bea-bea-beatrice
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