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Can I Get My Mojo Back

Can I get my mojo back?
You stole it a long time ago.
Where you put it... I don't know.
I looked in the closet and under the floor
Or maybe you ran with it out the door.
I checked the shower and linen closet
I even checked the kitchen faucet
My mojo is lost.
What a shame!
I know I am fine, but where's my game?
Can I get my mojo back
That umph, the it ......
I'm looking for
That special something that shines so bright
You know...... that shine, that rime, that appealing light.
Mojo Oh mojo
Where can you be
I need you right now so candidly
My looks are straight, my game not so tight
I need you hear to make it all right.
So please, So please
I'm warning you.....Return my mojo before midnight!

Copyright 2004

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