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Dicky Give Me
Sixty Nine!
(A new rendition of "Hit Me Baby One
More Time" by Brittany Spears)
Oh Dicky Dicky,
How was I supposed to know?
Oh Dicky Dicky
That I wouldn't get that O-O-O?
I must confess
I'm under much stress.
You're making me mad
And I know that you can see.
You're making me plead,
You're making me whine.
Dick, I need O-Sixty-Nine!
Oh Dicky Dicky
You've given me all my B's.
Oh Dicky Dicky
I've even got all my G's.
You're making me sad.
My numbers are bad.
You think it's a joke
And you know that I'm in need.
I'm starting to smoke.
Just give me a sign . . .
Dicky, give me Sixty-Nine!
O-o-o-h-h-h-h-h Dicky Dicky
O-o-o-h-h-h-h-h Dicky Dicky
Oh Dicky Dicky
How was I supposed to know?
Oh Dicky Dicky
That you'd never give that O-O-O.
I'm talking to Hud -
You know she's my bud.
She thinks you're a jerk.
And you know we both agree
You haven't much time!
This isn't a line!
Dick, I'd kill for sixty nine!