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I'm gonna kick 'em out |
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Well I feel pretty good |
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And I guess that |
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I could get crazy now, baby' |
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Cause we all got in tune |
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When the dressing room got hazy now, baby |
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I know how you want it, child |
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Hot, sweet, and tight |
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The girls can't stand it |
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When you're doing it right when they're up on the stand |
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And then they kick out the jams, yes |
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Kick out the jams, |
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I like to kick 'em out |
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Yes I'm startin' to sweat |
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You know my shirt's all wet |
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What a feelin' |
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And the sound that abounds and |
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Resounds and rebounds off the ceiling |
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You gotta have it, baby |
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You can't do without |
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When you get the feelin' |
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You've got the sounds above |
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Put that mic in my hand |
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And let me kick out the jams |
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Yes, kick out the jams, got to kick 'em out |
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So you got to get it up |
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And then can't get enough |
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That's what' |
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Cause it gets in your brain |
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It drives you insane, makes you crazy |
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The the faster you funk |
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If you wanna feed my rocket |
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Till the morning comes |
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Let me be who |
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I amAnd let me kick out the jams |
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Yes kick out the jams |
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I done kick 'em out |
