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Get up |
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Everybody jump |
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Woo |
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Jackpot, uh split shot |
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I'm in line doing fine |
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This ? I've got the bounty |
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Blessed with the amount, we |
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Never guess, the best is yet to come |
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Can't you rock the fucking block |
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If you don't come new |
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Then you might get dropped |
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I think it's strange |
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The ? the same, carry on |
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Season's deranged |
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With the touch of my wand |
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You are my God, you're my guardian |
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I hit the jackpot, I'm the lucky one |
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My fortune endless, never coming undone, uh |
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Moving, I'm a nomad |
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Another girl's voice is the voices rad |
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My treasure is soul, aren't you glad |
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I get pyschedelic with a pen and a pad |
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Moving up the ? it's about that critical |
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Find it difficult to be so analytical |
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I'm filled with hope |
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The rope it won't hang you |
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Sit your ass down and come in ? |
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Right about now it's about that time |
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You know I crack the coconut and I twist up the lime |
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I've been on a roll like a Seminole warrior |
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Passing up the tales like the one they wrote the story for |
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Woo |
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Everybody jump |
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What are the chances |
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The odds must be enhances of |
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Why a god let you through |
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Of all the places to end up |
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It amazes me |
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After all we've been through |
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Jackpot |
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All the people say woah |
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Jackpot |
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Let me hear you say woah |
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Jackpot |
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Uh, what, woah |
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Give 'em what you got 'til you hit that spot |
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Woah |
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We hit the jackpot |
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The lotto, lucky dot |
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So the path that we tread |
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We pave the bars of gold |
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Now we got it |
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How we bought it |
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Sweating from stage to stage |
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A lot of it |
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And if we won the chance to dance |
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And do it all again |
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We wouldn't change a thing |
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There is no other end |
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The pinnacle we reached |
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We knew it was possible |
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How we got here |
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Overcoming obstacles |
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Right about now it's about that time |
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You know I crack the coconut and I twist up the lime |
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I've been on a roll like a Seminole warrior |
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Passing up the tales like the one they wrote the story for |
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Reside West Coast from the Mid West |
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Take what you like and fuck all the rest, man |
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We only enter in one contest |
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We made up ourselves |
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That's to be the 311'est |
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Woo |
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Everybody jump |
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What are the chances |
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The odds must be enhances of |
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Why a god let you through |
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Of all the places to end up |
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It amazes me |
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After all we've been through |
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What are the chances |
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The odds must be enhances of |
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Why a god let you through |
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Of all the places to end up |
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It amazes me |
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After all we've been through |
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Jackpot |
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All the people say woah |
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Jackpot |
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Let me hear you say woah |
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Jackpot |
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Uh, what, woah |
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Give 'em what you got 'til you hit that spot |
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Woah |
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Woo |
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To the death of dismay |
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Uh |
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Disc jock to the truth hits hard |
