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Tweet - Absolute Music 40 - Oops (Oh My)
Absolute Music 40
Disc 1
01. Kärleken väntar
02. Rock U
03. Love at First Sight
04. Kiss Kiss
05. Perdono
06. What’s Luv?
07. It’s OK!
08. Runaway
09. Bop Bop Baby
10. Wherever You Will Go
11. Palace Station
12. Over ’fore It Started
13. Wonder Where You Are
14. Don’t You Want Me
15. Dove (I’ll Be Loving You)
16. Rivers of Joy
17. Ung och vild
18. 2002
19. Helt galen i dig
20. St Monica
Disc 2
01. Africa
02. Adrenaline
03. Ganbareh
04. Nessaja
05. 4 My People
06. Full Moon
07. Just a Little
08. Fly By
09. Perfect Love
10. Oops (Oh My)
11. Spanish Eyes
12. This Is Our Life
13. Above the Candystore
14. Forever Not Yours
15. Playing With Fire
16. We Are All Made of Stars
17. Calleth You, Cometh I
18. On the Ground
19. Falling
20. Äntligen på väg
*Verse 1*
Tell you what I did last night
I came home, say, around a quarter to three
Still so high
Hypnotized
In a trance
From the start it, so butter and brown and tantalizing
You woulda thought I needed help from this feeling that I felt
So shook I had to catch my breath

*Chorus*
Oops, there goes my shirt up over my head
Oh my
OOPS, there goes my skirt droppin' to my feet
Oh my
Ooh, some kinda touch caressing my leg
Oh my
Ooh I'm turning red
Who could this be?

*Verse 2*
I tried and I tried to avoid
But this thing was happening
Swallow my pride
Let it ride and party
But this body felt just like mines
I got worried
I looked over to the left
A reflection of myself
That's why I couldn't catch my breath

*Chorus*
OOPS, there goes my shirt up over my head
Oh my
OOPS, there goes my skirt droppin' to my feet
Oh my
Ooh, some kinda touch caressing my leg...

(Fabolous)
Desert storm yeah, Fabolous yeah. Tweet yeah.
Shorty I strictly wanna spank you. The most I gotta do
Is spell my name to get your vicki's to your ankles.
I'm seriously mami, you're fuckin' with the Kid
Aka William H. Bonnie
You know I'm the type that be crushin and merkin'
Having ladies touchin' the hurkin, blushin' and smirkin',
Early in the morning rushin from workin'
Screamin "Oh my. F-A B-O L-O U-S"
Each night I'm freakin, ma' you aint gonna talk me to death,
Cuz you got free nights and weekends
Ghetto Fabs all over the place...
Oops, there goes my kids all over your face...
Oh my!

(Missy)
(I looked over to the left)
Umm I was looking so good I couldn't reject myself
(I looked over to the left)
Umm I was feeling so good I had to touch myself
(I looked over to the left)
Umm I was eyein my thighs butter pecan brown
(I looked over to the left)
Umm comin' outta my shirt and then the skirt came down

*Chorus*
OOPS, there goes my shirt up over my head
Oh my
OOPS, there goes my skirt droppin' to my feet
Oh my
Ooh, some kinda touch caressing my leg
Oh my
Ooh I'm turning red
Who could this be?

(Chorus)OOPS, there goes my shirt up over my head
Oh my
OOPS, there goes my skirt droppin' to my feet
Oh my
Ooh, some kinda touch caressing my leg
Oh my
Ooh I'm turning red
Who could this be?

Mmm.
(Oh my)

OOPS, there goes my shirt up over my head.
OOPS...
Oh my...