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Took my leetle girl a walkin', early in the dawnAnd she left a little present on my neighbor's lawnPick it up - pick it upI know he doesn't like itBut I guess it's up to him to pick it upHe called me up screamin' an' singin' the bluesSaid our little present ruined his hundred dollar shoesScrape it off - scrape it offI know he doesn't like itBut I guess it's up to him to scrape it offWell he took me to court in the middle o' the dayThe judge said sorry but you gonna have to payCough it up - cough it upI know I don't like itBut I guess it's up to me to cough it up From Letras Mania