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The Jam Mr Clean

the train in the morning rain Mr. Clean, Mr. Clean If you see me in the street, look away 'Cause I don't ever want to catch you looking at me, Mr. Clean

the train in the morning rain Mr. Clean - Mr. Clean If you see me in the street - look away Cause I don't ever want to catch you looking at me - Mr. Clean

train in the morning rain Mr. Clean - Mr. Clean If you see me in the street - look away Cause I don't ever want to catch you looking at me - Mr. Clean

pushin' my pedal to the metal I'm rugged and rough for Cocoa Puffs And yes, I love my Fruity Pebbles So howdy, my partner, I starts to get meaner So ask Bob for hope, nope, not Mr

(lee brilleaux/gypie mayo) Take a little tip from mr. johnny green Keep your rear view mirror clean Keep an eye on the road and the one behind Increase

my tombstone In my new home, meet moms in my Yves St. Laurent suit on Then we do a dance like my man Luther Jam But my verse came first I stole change

like a kung-fu flick Polish MCs like Griff and offer up an alibi High like Tone-Loc keep you horny like Spanish Fly Clip up a whole new click with Mr. Clean

bluff, and blow you down with my hardcore Stuff, I shine like twenty-four carat [Ol' Dirty Bastard] Roll and stroll with the party scene Nigga wanna know me as Mr. Clean

his butt crack Don't even front and try to ask who is this 'Cause my name rings more bells than a Jehovah Witness Stronger than Listerine, moppin' up rappers like Mr. Clean