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Artist: LL Cool J
Album:  Radio
Song:   Dear Yvette
   Verse 1
   Yo Yvette, there's a lot of rumours goin' around
   They're so bad, baby you might have to skip town
   See something's smellin' fishy and they say it's you
   All I know is that you made it with the whole damn crew
   They say you're a man-eater during the full moon
   Mascot of the senior boys' locker room
   They said Yvette walked in, there wasn't too much rap
   Her reputation got bigger, and so did her gap
   Cuz girl your momma shoulda taught you better
   I'mma sit down and write you a long letter.
   Dear Yvette x4
   Verse 2
   I'm glad you ain't my sister, then again if you was
   I'd have to treat you like you was my distant cuz
   I'm not a news reporter, I don't mean to assume
   What should I think? I seen ya comin' out the men's bathroom
   You wasn't in there alone, wasn't usin' the phone
   The door was locked for twenty minutes, all I heard was "Moan".
   Repeat chorus
   Verse 3
   I don't really know if the story is so
   I can either ask Curly, or Larry or Moe
   or Earl, Shabazz, Lou, Mookie or Joe
   Like Santa Claus said, you're a ho-ho-ho
   In every disco you say hello
   Like you're a little angel, but we all know
   Since you was eleven you been actin' this way
   You always got in bed when you wanted to play
   You're a freak, you think you're Lady Godiva
   Some freaks are live, but Yvette you're liver.
   Repeat chorus
   Verse 4
   You're a back-seat queen, a elevator pro
   A high-powered body makes your Levis grow
   See the stories I've heard, they could amaze
   I heard she did it on a motorcycle back in the days
   So calm down freak, get a G.E.D.
   That's a General Education on Decency
   One day you'll see, and agree with me
   unless you're gonna be a freak until you're 93
   For you there's no fee, everything is free
   This is from me to you, not you to me
   Every night is your night, your leather pants are tight
   You try to shake your butt with all your might
   I don't really wanna dis nobody
   You might think I had a little too much Bacardi
   But that's not the problem, the problem's Yvette
   How bad can a girl's reputation get?
   See she's the kinda girl all the homeboys met
   If you're desparate ask Yvette, cuz she'll say "Bet".
   Repeat chorus
   Verse 5
   B-Boys are hard on the boulevard
   The Reverend at the church said you was barred
   Homeboys on the block love you a lot
   You're a real famous freak whether you like it or not
   So before you start walking and your beak starts squawkin'
   let me explain to you who is talkin'
   I'm L.L. Cool J from around the way
   You boogie down to my records almost every day
   Go a hundred miles an hour when you're standin' still
   You're faster than my Caddy when it's goin' downhill
   Won't forget that day in the Y.M.C.A.
   The guy at the desk said it was OK
   for you to come inside cuz he knew you'd stay
   Greg G. and Garfield yelled "Hooray"
   Repeat chorus x2