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Fat Boys - Sticky Situation Lyrics




[ Featuring Little Men ]

Found myself in a Sticky Situation
Ain't no crime, but a little motivation
Took my time but I found my destination
Going on a mission, but I'd call it a vacation

Saw a guy and I hit him with a one-two
Stole his ride, his tie, his pair of shoes
Sweet ride for a Friday night joy cruise
Red and blue lights wanna know what I been up to

Of all the places to find myself
I think I'm f*cked up, I need some help
Excuse me I need a minute to
Catch my

I've given up, I've given in
And all my instincts f*cked at best
I've given up, I've given in
I've given up

Save my dimes for the crazy fake Jamaican
Found my mind with some fish and their crustaceans
Cops everywhere looking kind of whimsical
All looking for this certain individual

Muzzled up and I stumble to the bar room
More like a dive and a tumble when I saw you
Wearing a tight dress and the big black boots
I guess I should have noticed the front matched the caboose

Of all the places to find myself
I think I'm f*cked up, I need some help
Excuse me I need a minute to
Catch my

I've given up, I've given in
And all my instincts f*cked at best
I've given up, I've given in
I've given up

Of all the places to find myself,
I think I'm f*cked up, I need some help
Excuse me I need a minute to
Catch my

Breath

I've given up, I've given in
And all my instincts f*cked at best

I've given up, I've given in
I've given up, I 've given in
I've given up, I've given in
I've given up, I've given in

I've given up
I've given up
I've given up
I've given up
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Found myself in a Sticky Situation
Ain't no crime, but a little motivation
Took my time but I found my destination
Going on a mission, but I'd call it a vacation

Saw a guy and I hit him with a one-two
Stole his ride, his tie, his pair of shoes
Sweet ride for a Friday night joy cruise
Red and blue lights wanna know what I been up to

Of all the places to find myself
I think I'm f*cked up, I need some help
Excuse me I need a minute to
Catch my

I've given up, I've given in
And all my instincts f*cked at best
I've given up, I've given in
I've given up

Save my dimes for the crazy fake Jamaican
Found my mind with some fish and their crustaceans
Cops everywhere looking kind of whimsical
All looking for this certain individual

Muzzled up and I stumble to the bar room
More like a dive and a tumble when I saw you
Wearing a tight dress and the big black boots
I guess I should have noticed the front matched the caboose

Of all the places to find myself
I think I'm f*cked up, I need some help
Excuse me I need a minute to
Catch my

I've given up, I've given in
And all my instincts f*cked at best
I've given up, I've given in
I've given up

Of all the places to find myself,
I think I'm f*cked up, I need some help
Excuse me I need a minute to
Catch my

Breath

I've given up, I've given in
And all my instincts f*cked at best

I've given up, I've given in
I've given up, I 've given in
I've given up, I've given in
I've given up, I've given in

I've given up
I've given up
I've given up
I've given up
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Writer: Adam Jenness, Andrew Chute, Joe Moran, Kyle Svenson, Pat Driscoll
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