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Every once in awhile |
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You need some ol' skool company |
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Somebody that appreciates a sexy groove |
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And an ol' school melody |
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When God, His Son and the love of family |
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Ruled in the community |
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The songs you sing lift you up to heaven |
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A heaven we can believe in |
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Everybody's talkin' about hard times |
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Like it just started yesterday |
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People I know they've been strugglin' |
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At least it seems that way |
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Fat cats on Wall Street they got a bailout |
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While somebody else got to wait |
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Seven hundred billion but my old neighborhood |
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Ain't nothing changed but the date, listen |
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Every once in a while |
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You need some ol' skool company |
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Somebody that appreciates a sexy groove |
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And an ol' school melody |
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When God, His Son and the love of family |
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Ruled in the community |
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The songs you sing lift you up to heaven |
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A heaven we can believe in |
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Ain't nothing ever come from complaining |
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Except a bitter heart, that's true |
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Follow along and you gon' wanna do |
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Something before the next chorus is through |
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The songs we sing they used to mean somethin' |
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Now every other one is just mean |
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Rather than reminisce I'm telling you this |
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It's time for a brand new scene |
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Every once in a while |
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You need some ol' skool company |
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Somebody that appreciates a sexy groove |
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And an ol' school melody |
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When God, His Son and the love of family |
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Ruled in the community |
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The songs you sing lift you up to heaven |
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A heaven we can believe in |
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Everybody's sinkin' in the quicksand |
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Created by the keepers of time |
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Cast aside by using ancient tricks |
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That changes your state of mind |
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Got you catering to the whims of the flesh |
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Before you get your paper right |
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Call me old fashioned but back in the day |
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There wasn't no shawties in sight |
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Ol' skool company |
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Ol' school melody |
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Ruled in the community |
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Lift you up, a heaven we can believe in |
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First come job then come marriage |
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Before shawty come out with the baby carriage |
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Call me old fashioned |
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Just clap yo' hands, just clap yo' hands |
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Radio used to be local untouched by the |
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Untouched by the man |
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Songs we used to sing, used to mean something |
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Now they just bland like the drummer |
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Ol' skool company |
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Ol' school melody |
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Ruled in the community |
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Lift you up, a heaven we can believe in |
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New world hippies say we don't care |
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Make the party strip to their underwear |
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Turn the lights off so they don't stare |
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Somebody blind fold Billy, he's so square |
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Christina Milian playing truth or dare |
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Maxwell and Cee-Lo they gonna end up there |
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Picking out the number, nick the dime, don't care |
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As long as she hasn't found nobody scared |
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Ol' skool company |
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Ol' skool melody |
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Ruled in the community |
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Ol' skool company |
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Ol' skool melody |
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Ol' skool company |
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Ol' skool melody |
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Ruled in the community |
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Lift you up, a heaven we can believe in |