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I know a guy
Funny as hell
James lott jr
Out of his shell
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In the jungle
His garden in LA
He wants a roast
Time to play
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It’s hot over there
A lot of sun
He works so much
He’s lost his buns
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He’s a leftie
Weird is that
He don’t like scissors
He likes to act
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He sings to himself
Too old too fat
What a sick beat
Too loud too black
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Masked singer is in town
Where has he gone
They unmask the winner
James has won
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He is a taurus
He’s always sipping tea
The cool cuddly hunk
Happy as can be
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Now in his garden
Tending his flowers
He’s got green fingers
What super powers
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What did I say
About this super man
Look at him jump
He is the man!
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