Karaoké Hey, Mickey! Baby Tate

You don't know

You don't know the pain, man

Hey, Mickey

Oh, Mickey, you're so fine

So fine you blow my mind

Oh, Mickey, you're so fine

So fine you, uh uh uh uh

Oh oh, Mickey, you're so fine

So fine you blow my mind

Oh, Mickey, you're so fine

So fine you blow my mind

Met this boy named Mickey

He had on some yellow Dickies

I knew he was a hoe because his neck had hella hickies

I said, it's nice to meet you shook his hand and it was sticky

I looked into his eyes and then that's when it hit me, I said

Oh, Mickey, you're so fine

So fine you blow my mind

I just might let you come into my life and waste my time

I don't see no other men

Boy, you done turned me blind

You make me deaf 'cos I believe you even when you lyin'

Never met a negga like this

Make a B, wanna cash in all her chips

Tell my friends I'll see ya later girl I gotta dip

'Cos I gotta meeting with a man named D

But I call him Richard

He's richer than Bill Gates

Gets me wetter than

Superior Lake

Takes me on hundred thousand dollar dates

And I don't even have to give him cake

He just call me baby he don't call me Tate

He whip up that white girl he beating on Kate

I just might marry that nig today

But then I found out that Mickey was gay, oh

Oh, Mickey, you're so fine

Oh, Mickey, you're so fine

So fine you blow my mind

Oh oh, Mickey, you're so fine

So fine you blow my mind

Oh, Mickey, you're so fine

So fine you blow my mind

Mickey

Hey Mickey

Hey Mickey

Hey Mickey

Hey Mickey

Ha ha ha ha ha