The Latest Fashion

Fellas? Yeah! Hit me

Are we ready? I do believe we are ready

What time is it? Yount! It's killing time, Morris

I know that's right, 'cause I am the latest fashion

(Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris)

Yount, go Morris, go Morris

(Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris)

I know I said I loved you

I know I said I needed you

I know I said that I'd be here always

But I what I didn't tell you is that

This year the latest fashion is to lie in the heat of passion

This year the latest fashion is to lie in the heat of passion

People tell us what we want to hear

(Time) this time the tables are turned

This time we're the ones that's painting fires

Instead of gettin' burned (yount)

This year the latest fashion is to lie in the heat of passion

This year the latest fashion is to lie in the heat of passion

(Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris)

Jellybean, (Go Morris) don't be so mean, ahn!

Cowboy, (Heh-heh), you're fired

(Jam Jimmy, Jam Jimmy, Jam Jimmy, Jam Jimmy, Jam Jimmy, Jam Jimmy, Jam Jimmy, Jam)

People tell me what I want to hear

This time the tables are turned

Jerome, body language

(Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris)

I do the horse yeah (go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris)

Oak Tree! Look out (go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris)

I like that, Oak Tree! (go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris)

Get ready, Chili sauce! (go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris)

This year the latest fashion is to lie in the heat of passion

Fellas? (yeah) hit me, but dont'cha lag

Tell me what dance to do, it starts with an M (Murph Drag)

I ain't through yet band!

What! Hallelujah (whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa)

Everybody want to tell me how to play the game

When I run it better than a madame runs dames

Trying to beat me like playin' pool with a rope

My funk will leave ya dead 'cause it's good and plenty dope

All in all I'm still the king and all y'all the court

If you thinkin' 'bout rulin' me ya better get abortions, yes!

Its jacked, 'cause I'm back, and I'm harder than a heart attack

And I'm the cure for any disease

'Cause there ain't nobody funky like me!

(Go Morris, go Morris, go Morris, go Morris)

Don't be a fool (go Morris, go Morris, go Morris)

This year the latest fashion is to lie in the heat of passion

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