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Hip Hop baby, coming around. |
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Flying to the moon and back making the sound, |
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spreading the religion and spreading the soul, |
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gotta get it moving 'cos I'm on a role. |
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Feeling overconfident and making a scene, |
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with your blue schock eyes and your tabourine, |
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'cos you started something that I can't believe. |
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Hazy days at the back of my mind. |
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Losing time with pleasure to find, |
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gotta keep on moving 'cos I'm out of my way |
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When the grass is greener I'm here to stay. |
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Pack your bags, we're leaving this place, |
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with a whole lot a money and a smile on my face, |
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'cos you started something I just can't believe. |
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Take me on a coaster, take me on a ride |
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take me somewhere good, somewhere generally alive, |
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take me to a pleasure beach where I can play, |
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gotta keep it moving 'cos I'm on my way. |
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feeling over curious I can't complain, |
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with my heart and my head and the people saying, |
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that we started something we just can't believe. |
