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Chorus: |
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Oh Lordi, Lordi, who rocks the party party |
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It's babatunde, patrice babatunde |
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All the ladies wind up your body |
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1st verse: |
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There is fire on the dancefloor |
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'cause patrice is in the dancehall |
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All the massive that love Jah |
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Say yeah yeah |
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There is fire on the dancefloor |
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'cause bantu is in the dancehall |
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If you are rightious and hardcore |
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Say yeah yeah |
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Oh what a beat what a heat |
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It makes you kick up your feet |
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All the massive and all crews |
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If you have lighters let me see it |
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Oh what a tune what song |
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Look at the dancefloor it's burning |
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Just enjoy yourselves and have fun |
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Chorus |
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2nd verse: |
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When babatunde is in action |
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Wack mc's run for protection |
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An iron shirt I put on |
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And your seccion I wreck down |
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And satan I burn so that |
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His eyes turn brown |
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And his skin gets a sun-tan |
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If you can't stand the heat |
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You should put dancing shoes on your feet |
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And if you can't stand the glow |
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You should put on your dancing shoes |
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And then move, 'cause it's good for you |
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It keeps your body fit and makes your |
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Motions look so smooth |
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And then dance to the rhythm of my chant |
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Leave your troubles behind |
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Because it's culture we perform |
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Chorus |
