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No guarantee
Is what I'm getting today
Appetite's so rampant
And they're demandin' money
Everybody want a good time
Yea, yea, yea
Wild terms to agree
No credit taken
Oh, oh, oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
No guarantee, yea

No guarantee yea
When we kiss
Your lips are temptin'
Well baby, listen to this
I gotta have some action
Yea, yea, yea
You know I got to be free
Contracts are bindin'
Oh, oh, oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
No guarantee, yea

To my baby
To my love

Guarantee me for a month of good Sundays
Promise me every single one'll be fun days yea
Give me a dime for every party revolution
Launder my debts in paragogical solution
Even the boss has been slandered and slagged
Now he's sittin' in the alley with a bottle in a paper bag

No guarantee
When we play
Turn the house lights up Bob
Fella's look over day
This hall is empty
Yea, yea, yea
Up to seventeen B
But what's depressin'
Oh, oh, oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
No guarantee, yea

Guarantee me
Guarantee, baby
Guarantee, my love
Oh guarantee when you're comin' in me
You got a rubber on baby
Guarantee when I love you for free
I`m gonna pay one day
Oh guarantee
When you sock it to me
When you punch it to me
When you hook it to me
When you knock it to me
When you talk it to me
You guarantee my love
Oh
No guarantee   Is what I'm getting today   Appetite's so rampant   And they're demandin' money   Everybody want a good time   Yea, yea, yea   Wild terms to agree   No credit taken   Oh, oh, oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa   No guarantee, yea      No guarantee yea   When we kiss   Your lips are temptin'   Well baby, listen to this   I gotta have some action   Yea, yea, yea   You know I got to be free   Contracts are bindin'   Oh, oh, oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa   No guarantee, yea      To my baby   To my love      Guarantee me for a month of good Sundays   Promise me every single one'll be fun days yea   Give me a dime for every party revolution   Launder my debts in paragogical solution   Even the boss has been slandered and slagged   Now he's sittin' in the alley with a bottle in a paper bag      No guarantee   When we play   Turn the house lights up Bob   Fella's look over day   This hall is empty   Yea, yea, yea   Up to seventeen B   But what's depressin'   Oh, oh, oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa   No guarantee, yea      Guarantee me   Guarantee, baby   Guarantee, my love   Oh guarantee when you're comin' in me   You got a rubber on baby   Guarantee when I love you for free   I`m gonna pay one day   Oh guarantee   When you sock it to me   When you punch it to me   When you hook it to me   When you knock it to me   When you talk it to me   You guarantee my love   Oh