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Well you're lookin' so compose as you're starin' down your nose at me, laughin' at the way that I dance |
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But I just keep on movin' while you're lookin' disapprovin' |
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I feel sad for you, you never take a chance |
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So let your feet start shuffling and let your hips swing. |
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I know your heart's as hungry as mine. |
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Close your eyes, look at me, open up your mind you'll see that we can share a moment, a moment in time |
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Tell me what's so bad, about feeling good |
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Tell me what's so bad, about feeling good |
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Well it's not all analysis or mathematic pression |
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oh all the simple things in life are not small |
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and all your daily drama and the politics of pleasure |
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well they really do not matter much at all |
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so let your words start spilling out against your will |
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and let your love minlge with mine |
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close your eyes, look at me, open up your heart you'll see that we can share a moment, a moment in time |
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Tell me what's so bad, about feeling good |
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Tell me what's so bad, about feeling good |
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No guilt. All Pleasure. C'mon I wanna hear you yell it now |
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No guilt. All Pleasure. C'mon everybody yell it now |
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No guilt. All Pleasure. I wanna hear you yell it baby |
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No guilt. All Pleasure. C'mon everybody...Tell me what's so bad, about feeling good |
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Tell me what's so bad about feeling good. |
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Tell me what's so bad, about feeling good |
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Tell me what's so bad, about feeling good |
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...about feeling good....about feeling good...what's so bad about feeling good... |