His hands were sore , Oh yeah they were so sore
He scrubbed so hard he wiped the tiles of the floor
His mop was fancy , Oh yeah it was so fancy
You shoulda seen the way he cleaned it all when he was dancing

N E A T F R E A K 4 7 BABY
N E A T F R E A K 4 7

N E A T F R E A K 4 7 BABY
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Perfectly clean he was a well oiled machine
There was never a wrench thrown into the gears

EvEx crease never no dirt on the barrel
Increase the burn of fire till his body's clean and steril
Fingernails trimmed he is completely primmed and preep
Wears the rubber gloves and he is careful what he eats
There's plastic on the furniture , by nature he's a sceptic
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Unsure of the air outside, so he seals of all the exits
Lysol's life long member , he's always been so clean
His food is specially packaged , sealed in quarantine


N E A T F R E A K 4 7 BABY
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N E A T F R E A K 4 7 BABY
N E A T F R E A K 47

N E A T F R E A K 4 7 BABY
N E A T F R E A K 47

N E A T F R E A K 4 7 BABY
N E A T F R E A K 47

Perfectly clean he was a well oiled machine
There was never a wrench thrown into the gears

Perfectly clean he was a well oiled machine
There was never a wrench thrown into the gears

You shoulda seen the way he cleaned it all when he was dancing