I'm a time bomb tickin'
I'm a man on a mission
I'm a bomb with a short-ass fuse
I got a hundred-dollar bill
And when I dress to kill
I wear my blue suede shoes
And my mama said
The day Elvis died
She prayed that his soul would stay alive
And I believe
Prayers come true
Hollaback, baby, how 'bout you?
I'm the real thang
This ain't a pony show
I'm here to rock the mike
Hollaback, baby, lemme know
I'm the real thang
Ain't no question about it
And I'm gonna stand up and shout it
From every stage I sing!
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