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Underarms Lyrics - Singles - Grandmaster Flash

Well you got a hot date and you want to be fly 

Throw on a Gucci blazer and a Gucci tie 

Not a hair out of place,a freshly-shaved face 

You think you're walkin' out the house with style and grace 

(Don't you) 

You pick up your girl and take her to dinner 

'Cause when the night is over you think you're gonna win her 

Then you move real close using all your charm 

And then your girl says "Baby guess that" 

 

(I smell your underarms) 

 

That odor,it's ringin' out loud and clear as a bell 

You can't hear it because you're immune to the smell 

I describe your aroma as foul and pathetic 

And they can use your odor as the latest anesthetic 

Now I know that it's stone cold funk,I can tell 

'Cause it's written all over by the way you smell 

That funk the aroma,that smell,that scent 

You'll be arrested for malicious body odor intent 

Your odor going 'round,doin' people bodily harm 

And then somebody turned around and said 

 

(I smell your underarms) 

 

You woke up late for work usin' the same old line 

Don't think I'm gonna wash my underarms this time 

The more you ignore,the worse the smell grows 

And you pick out all clothes by using your nose 

It was the rush hour when I was on the train 

And the smell of underarms was drivin' me insane 

It was a sure-fire way of bringing me to my death 

I couldn't hold a conversation,I was holding my breath 

And you cold see the funk just like a cloud in the air 

Was homeboy sittin' next to me,I swear! 

And when I saw the direction this girl was leaning 

You could hear homebody's underarms just screaming 

(ugh.....) 

 

(I smell your underarms) 

 

Hanging at a party one night,all alone 

Sippin' on a bottle of Dom Perignon 

The crowd was on the floor,rocking the beat 

Smelling like thay ain't bathed since last week 

The smell was all through the house,cold rockin' the place 

The funk fill the air like a fresh can of Mace 

When you raised your hands I had to sound tha alarm 

A girl said "Look,there's Monster growin under his arm" 

We were so shocked we couldn't even run (uhgh) 

And they declared his arm public enemy number one 

Now throw your hands in the air,if you want to party hard 

Now put your hands back down,everybody's,'cause 

You didn't use Right Guard 

 

(I smell your underarms) 

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