Grandmaster Flash

Grandmaster Flash - Underarms lyrics

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Throw on a Gucci blazer and a Gucci tie
 Not a hair out of place a freshly shaved face
 You think you're walkin' out the house with style and grace
 (Don't you)
 You pick up your girl and take her to dinner
 'Cause when the night is over you think you're gonna win her
 Then you move real close using all your charm
 And then your girl says "Baby guess that"

 (I smell your underarms)

 That odor,it's ringin' out loud and clear as a bell
 You can't hear it because you're immune to the smell
 I describe your aroma as foul and pathetic
 And they can use your odor as the latest anesthetic
 Now I know that it's stone cold funk,I can tell
 'Cause it's written all over by the way you smell
 That funk the aroma,that smell,that scent
 You'll be arrested for malicious body odor intent
 Your odor going 'round,doin' people bodily harm
 And then somebody turned around and said

 (I smell your underarms)

 You woke up late for work usin' the same old line
 Don't think I'm gonna wash my underarms this time
 The more you ignore,the worse the smell grows
 And you pick out all clothes by using your nose
 It was the rush hour when I was on the train
 And the smell of underarms was drivin' me insane
 It was a sure-fire way of bringing me to my death
 I couldn't hold a conversation,I was holding my breath
 And you cold see the funk just like a cloud in the air
 Was homeboy sittin' next to me,I swear!
 And when I saw the direction this girl was leaning
 You could hear homebody's underarms just screaming
 (ugh.....)

 (I smell your underarms)

 Hanging at a party one night,all alone
 Sippin' on a bottle of Dom Perignon
 The crowd was on the floor,rocking the beat
 Smelling like thay ain't bathed since last week
 The smell was all through the house,cold rockin' the place
 The funk fill the air like a fresh can of Mace
 When you raised your hands I had to sound tha alarm
 A girl said "Look,there's Monster growin under his arm"
 We were so shocked we couldn't even run (uhgh)
 And they declared his arm public enemy number one
 Now throw your hands in the air,if you want to party hard
 Now put your hands back down,everybody's,'cause
 You didn't use Right Guard

 (I smell your underarms
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Elektra/Asylum Records

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Released in: 1987

Language: English

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