Sally (That Girl) lyrics by Donna Johnson

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Sally (That Girl) by Donna Johnsonالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Sally (That Girl) by Donna Johnson

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And I woke up early this morning and I went to the 5 and dime
I saw this pretty young lady that was real, real fine
I tapped her on the shoulder and said, ?Mmm, mmm, excuse me, ma'am?
She pulled down her pants and said, ?Splack these hands?

Whoa?oh?oh?oh?
Sally ?That Girl?
Whoa?oh?oh?oh?
Sally, whew, ?That Girl?

So we walked her to her house, as she opened up the door
It was heart-shaped bed in the middle of the floor
She pushed me on the bed and this you can bet
In between her legs was real, real wet
So I grabbed her by her thighs and I moved up truly
She jumped off the bed and said, ?Don't touch my booty?
?Don't touch my booty ?cause I won't touch you?
?Don't touch my booty ?cause it's not the thing to do?

Whoa?oh?oh?oh?
Sally, whew, ?That Girl?
Whoa?oh?oh?oh?
Sally, whew, ?That Girl?

So we bailed out her house just to get something to eat
We saw her friend named Patty walkin' down the street
Patty turned around as we yelled out her name
She dropped to her knee and began to sing

Whoa?oh?oh?oh?
Sally, whew, ?That Girl?
Whoa?oh?oh?oh?
Sally, whew, ?That Girl?

Sally is a girl that likes to play
And if you want some lovin' Sally is okay
She has a different fellow every day of the week
Two or maybe three just to make it sweet
Sally wants a man she can call her own
And sixty-seven hundred she can call on the phone
Sally's never tired and she's never alone
All Sally wants is a fellow with a room

Whoa?oh?oh?oh?
Sally, whew, ?That Girl?
Whoa?oh?oh?oh?
Sally, whew, ?That Girl?

That-that-that-that-that girl
That-that-that-that-that-that-that girl
That-that-that-that-that-that-that-that-that-that-that-that-that-that girl (Sally)
That-that-that-that-that-that-that girl
That-that-that-that-that-that girl
That-that-that-that-that-that-that-that-that-that-that-that girl-that-that girl (Sally)
That-that girl-that girl-that girl-that girl [Sally] (Sally) [Sally]
That-that-that-that-that-that girl
That-that-that-that-that-that girl
That-that-that-that-that girl (Sally)
That-that-that-that-that girl (Sally)
That-that-that-that-that girl
That-that-that-that-that girl

Wait a second, get the party started
Gucci's here to put the love in your body

That-that-that-that-that girl
That-that-that-that-that girl
That-that-that-that girl (Sally)
That-that-that-that-that girl (Sally)
That-that-that-that-that girl
That-that-that-that girl
That-that girl, that-that girl
That girl (Sally, Sally) [Sally]

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