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...we got carried

Away over on the rooftops

let's get married

All summer we just hurried

so come over, just be patient, and don't worry

So come over, just be patient, and don't worry

 

So come over, just be patient, and don't worry

 

And don't worry

 

No I don't wanna battle from beginning to end

I don't want a cycle of recycled revenge

I don't wanna follow Death and all his friends

 

No I don't wanna battle from beginning to end

I don't want a cycle of recycled revenge

I don't wanna follow Death and all of his friends

 

And in the end

We lie awake, and we dream of making our escape

 

And in the end

We lie awake, and we dream of making our escape

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I don't wanna be a bus driver

All my life

I'm gonna pack my bags and leave this town

Grab a flight

Fly away on Venga Airways

Fly me high

Ibiza sky

 

I look up at the sky

And I see the clouds

I looked down at the ground

And I see the rain go down the drain

Fly away on Venga Airways

Fly me high

Ibiza sky

 

Whoah! We're going to Ibiza

Whoah! Back to the island

Whoah! We're gonna have a party

Whoah! In the Mediterranean Sea

 

Far away from this big town

And the rain

It's really very nice to be

Home again

Fly away on Venga Airways

Fly me high, Ibiza sky

 

Whoah! We're going to Ibiza

Whoah! Back to the island

Whoah! We're gonna have a party

Whoah! In the Mediterranean Sea

 

Whoah! We're going to Ibiza

Whoah! Back to the island

Whoah! We're gonna have a party

Whoah! In the Mediterranean Sea

 

Whoah! We're going to Ibiza

Whoah! Back to the island

Whoah! We're gonna have a party

Whoah! In the Mediterranean Sea

 

Whoah! We're going to Ibiza

Whoah! Back to the island

Whoah! We're gonna have a party

Whoah! In the Mediterranean Sea

 

Whoah! We're going to Ibiza

Whoah! Back to the island

Whoah! We're gonna have a party

Whoah! In the Mediterranean Sea

 

Whoah! We're going to Ibiza

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Looking at the room, I can tell that you.

Are the most beautiful girl in the...room.

(In the whole wide room).

And when you're on the street, depending on the street.

I bet you are definitely in the top 3.

Good lookin girls on the street.

(Depending on the streets).

And when I saw you at my man's place.

I thought...what, is she, doing...at my man's place.

How did he get a hottie like that to a party like this?

Good one, Dave.

(Ooh, you're a LEGEND, Dave).

 

I asked Dave if he's going to move on you.

He's not sure.

"Dave, do you mind if I do?"

He says he doesn't mind.

But I can tell he kind of minds.

But I'm going to do it anyway.

 

I see you standing all alone by the stereo.

I dim the lights down very low.

You're so beautiful.

You could be a waitress.

You're so beautiful.

You could be a air hostess in the 60s.

You're so beautiful.

You could be a part-time model.

But then I seal the deal, I do my moves.

I do my dance moves.

 

Lets travel through, just me and you.

As other dudes around you on the dance floor.

I draw you near, lets get out of here.

Lets get in a cab. I'll buy you a kebab.

I can't believe. I'm sharing a kebab.

With the most beautiful girl I have ever seen with a kebab.

Oh, why don't we leave?

Lets go to my house.

We can feel each other up on the couch.

Oh no, I don't mind taking it slow.

 

Cause you're so beautiful...

Like a tree. Or a high class prostitute.

You're so beautiful.

You could be a part time model.

But you'd probably still have to keep your normal job.

A part time model.

Spend part of your time modeling.

And part of your time next to me.

 

My place is usually a bit tidier than this.

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Risin' up, back on the street

Did my time, took my chances

Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet

Just a man and his will to survive

 

So many times, it happens too fast

You change your passion for glory

Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past

You must fight just to keep them alive

 

Chorus:

It's the eye of the tiger, it's the cream of the fight

Risin' up to the challenge of our rival

And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night

And he's watchin' us all in the eye of the tiger

 

Face to face, out in the heat

Hangin' tough, stayin' hungry

They stack the odds 'til we take to the street

For we kill with the skill to survive

 

chorus

 

Risin' up, straight to the top

Have the guts, got the glory

Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop

Just a man and his will to survive

 

chorus

 

The eye of the tiger (repeats out)...

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Looking into your eyes I know I'm right

If there's anything worth my love it's worth a fight

We only get one chance

But nothing ties our hands

You're what I want

Listen to me

Nothing I want

Is out of my reach

 

Chorus

(I'M FREE)

HEAVEN HELPS THE MAN who fights his fear

Love's the only thing that keeps me here

You're the reason that I'm hanging on

My heart's staying where my heart belongs

(I'M FREE)

 

Running away will never make me free

And nothing we sign is any kind of guarantee

But I wanna hold you now

And I won't hold you down

 

I'm shaking the past

Making my breaks

Taking control

If that's what it takes

 

Chorus

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Risin' up, back on the street

Did my time, took my chances

Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet

Just a man and his will to survive

 

So many times, it happens too fast

You change your passion for glory

Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past

You must fight just to keep them alive

 

Chorus:

It's the eye of the tiger, it's the cream of the fight

Risin' up to the challenge of our rival

And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night

And he's watchin' us all in the eye of the tiger

 

Face to face, out in the heat

Hangin' tough, stayin' hungry

They stack the odds 'til we take to the street

For we kill with the skill to survive

 

chorus

 

Risin' up, straight to the top

Have the guts, got the glory

Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop

Just a man and his will to survive

 

chorus

 

The eye of the tiger (repeats out)...

:lol:

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Lets get ready ready Lets get ready ready

Lets get ready to Rhumble

 

Watch us wreck the mic,

Watch us wreck the mic..............Psyche!

 

Lets get ready ready Lets get ready ready

Lets get Lets get Lets get ready ready

 

Lets get ready ready Lets get ready ready

Lets get ready to Rhumble!

 

Straight up provin' We can get you groovin'

This tracks boomin' it ain't no hype

 

Watch us wreck the mic, Watch us wreck the mic,

Watch us wreck the mic.............Psyche

 

CHORUS

Lets get ready to rhumble ,

Lets get ready to rhumble!

Get ready get steady and Rhumble (Everybody Rhumble)

Lets get ready to rhumble,

Lets get ready to rhumble!

Get ready get steady and Rhumble (Everybody rhumble)

 

Sit back,

Rap attack,

don't take no flack ,

rhyme in time to the rhythm of the track,

I'm Ant, I'm Declan, a Duo, a Twosome,

So many lyrics we're frightened to use 'em!

 

So many lyrics we keep 'em in stores,

We've even got them coming out of our pores,

Your father, your mother, your sister, your brother,

everyone's got to be an AKA Lov-er!

 

Give us the motivation we can cause a sensation!

Give us the aspiration we can cause a sensation!

Give us the girls top speed Give us the girls stampede!

Stylin' Smilin' Everybody buck wilin'!

 

CHORUS

 

Partners in crime we'll never do time,

A sentence for us has to end in a rhyme!

Raw... and pure like sushi,

Don't try to do me use me Or even try to sue me,

 

We lay down the law, We're quick on the draw,

We played it, we made it the rest don't score!

No jokes no messin', We'll teach you a lesson,

A state of confusion to keep you all guessin'!

 

CHORUS

 

Freakin' it, sweatin' it, bustin' the mic!

Slammin', it jammin', it do what you like!

 

Lets get ready ready Lets get ready ready Lets get Lets get

Lets get ready ready Lets get ready ready Lets get ready ready

Lets get ready to rhumble!

 

Watch us wreck the mic, Watch us wreck the mic

Watch us wreck the mic.............Psyche

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I am the one and only,

Oh yeah!

Call me, call me by my name or call me by number,

Just put me through,

I'll still be doing it the way I do it,

And yet, you try to make me forget,

Who I really am, don't tell me, I'd know best,

I'm not the same as all the rest,

 

Chorus:

I am the one and only,

Nobody I'd rather be,

I am the one and only,

You can't take that away from me

 

I've been a player in the crowd scene,

A flicker on the big screen,

My soul embraces one more in a million faces,

High hopes and aspirations, ideas above my station

Maybe but all this time I've tried to walk with dignity and pride

 

(Chorus)

 

I can't wear this uniform without some compromises,

Because you'll find out that we come,

In different shapes and sizes,

No one can be myself like I can,

For this job I'm the best man,

And while this may be true, you are the one and only you!

 

(Chorus) - repeat to fade

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He looks around the kitchen, and says 'something is really weird',

She says 'why do you say that?' He says 'cos you keep tryin' to get me outta here',

He says 'ever since I been in this house your face has went from white to red

and remember when I first walked through the door you acted like you had seen a ghost from the dead'

 

Then he says 'girl if you hidin' something i'm gonna be so mad', then he hears

something fallin he says ' what the fuck was that?'

She says ' it sound like it came from upstairs, sounds like the plumbing',

He said 'woman that sound did not come from upstairs, i'll be damned if you're not up to something,

 

The sound that i just heard, it came from this kitchen, and then he looks over by the stove

while shes easin' over by the dishes. and then he walks over to the refridgerator and pushes it back,

and then he looks in her face, looks like shes about to have a heart-attack, then he notices the pie on the counter

One slice is missing, now the stories gettin' scary, cos he comes to realise that Bridget is allergic to cherry.

 

Then he slowly looks up at her and now her face is red as hell, he's breathing real hard,

movin' closer, she says 'hon you don't look so well'

And then he says move

She says no

He says move

She says no

B**** MOVE!!! she moves, and then, he looks at the cabinet,

he walks to the cabinet, he's close to the cabinet, now he's opening the cabinet.

Now pause the movie cos what i'm about to say to ya'll is so damn twisted,

Not only is there a man in his cabinet, but the man... is a MIDGET!

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If I were a rich man,

Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.

All day long I'd biddy biddy bum.

If I were a wealthy man.

I wouldn't have to work hard.

Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.

If I were a biddy biddy rich,

Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.

 

I'd build a big tall house with rooms by the dozen,

Right in the middle of the town.

A fine tin roof with real wooden floors below.

There would be one long staircase just going up,

And one even longer coming down,

And one more leading nowhere, just for show.

 

I'd fill my yard with chicks and turkeys and geese and ducks

For the town to see and hear.

(Insert)Squawking just as noisily as they can. (End Insert)

And each loud "cheep" and "swaqwk" and "honk" and "quack"

Would land like a trumpet on the ear,

As if to say "Here lives a wealthy man."

 

If I were a rich man,

Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.

All day long I'd biddy biddy bum.

If I were a wealthy man.

I wouldn't have to work hard.

Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.

If I were a biddy biddy rich,

Yidle-diddle-didle-didle man.

 

I see my wife, my Golde, looking like a rich man's wife

With a proper double-chin.

Supervising meals to her heart's delight.

I see her putting on airs and strutting like a peacock.

Oy, what a happy mood she's in.

Screaming at the servants, day and night.

 

The most important men in town would come to fawn on me!

They would ask me to advise them,

Like a Solomon the Wise.

"If you please, Reb Tevye..."

"Pardon me, Reb Tevye..."

Posing problems that would cross a rabbi's eyes!

And it won't make one bit of difference if i answer right or wrong.

When you're rich, they think you really know!

 

If I were rich, I'd have the time that I lack

To sit in the synagogue and pray.

And maybe have a seat by the Eastern wall.

And I'd discuss the holy books with the learned men, several hours every day.

That would be the sweetest thing of all.

 

If I were a rich man,

Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.

All day long I'd biddy biddy bum.

If I were a wealthy man.

I wouldn't have to work hard.

Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.

Lord who mad ethe lion and the lamb,

You decreed I should be what I am.

Would it spoil some vast eternal plan?

If I were a wealthy man.

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[snoop] Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks...

 

[Chorus: Snoop (2X)]

 

Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

Lick on deez nutz and suck the dick

Get's the fuck out after you're done

And I hops in my ride to make a quick run...

 

[Dr. Dre]

I used to know a bitch named Eric Wright

We used to roll around and fuck the hoes at night

Tight than a mutharfucka with the gangsta beats

And we was ballin' on the muthafuckin' Compton streets

Peep, the shit got deep and it was on

Number 1 song after number 1 song

Long as my muthafuckin' pockets was fat

I didn't give a fuck where the bitch was at

But she was hangin' with a white bitch doin' the shit she do

Suckin' on his dick just to get a buck or 2

And the few ends she got didn't mean nothin'

Now she's suing because the shit she be doin' ain't shit

Bitch can't hang with the streets, she found herself short

So now she's takin' me to court

It's real conversation for your ass

So recognize and pass to Daz

 

[Dat Nigga Daz]

Now as i'm rollin' with my nigga Dre and Eastwood

Fuckin' hoes, clockin' dough up to no good

We flip flop and serve hoes like flap jacks

(Snoop: But we don't love them hoes) Bitch, and it's like that

This is what you look for in a ho who got cash flow

Ya run up in them hoes and grab the cash

And get your dash on

While you're chillin', with your homies and shit

And how my niggaz kick the anthem like this

 

[snoop] BEEEYYAAACHHH!

 

(Chorus)

 

[Kurupt]

...To the store, to get me a 4-0

Snoop Doggy Dogg paged, that must mean more hoes

So I head down the street to long beach

Just so i could meet, a freak

To lick me from my head to my feet

And I'm here, now I'm ready to be done up

Nothin' but homies around so I puts my gun up

Bitches on my nuts like clothes

But i'm from the pound and we don't love them hoes

How could you trust a hoe? [snoop:] Why? [echoed 3X]

because a hoe's a trick

We don't love them tricks [snoop:] Why? [echoed 3X]

because a trick's a bitch

And my dick's constantly in her mouth

And turnin' them trick ass hoes the fuck out

Now...

 

[snoop Doggy Dogg]

I once had a bitch named Mandy May

Used to be up in them guts like everyday

The pussy was the bomb, had a nigga on sprung

I was in love like a muthafucka lickin' the protung

The homies used to tell me that she wasn't no good

But I'm the maniac in black, Mr. Snoop Eastwood

So I figure niggaz wouldn't trip with mine

Guess what? Got gaffled by one time

I'm back to the muthafuckin' county jail

6 months on my chest, now it's time to bail

I get's released on a hot sunny day

My nigga D.O.C. and my homey Dr Dre

Scooped in a coupe, Snoop we got news

Your girl was trickin' while you was draped in your county blues

I ain't been out a second

And already gotta do some muthafuckin chin checkin

Move up the block as we groove down the block

See my girl's house, Dre, pass the glock

Kick in the do', I look on the flo'

It's my little cousin Daz and he's fuckin' my hoe, yo

(Bitches ain't shit)

I uncocked my shit...I'm heart-broke but I'm still loc'ed

Man, fuck a bitch!

 

[Chorus]

 

[Jewell]

(Dr. Dre in background "Bitches ain't shit")

I don't give a fuck about a bitch

But i and her know that they can't fade this

Cause i'm doin my own thingdown with the swang

I'm hangin' with Death Row like it ain't no thing

I say you know can't deal

because I'm a btich that's real

Motherfucker need to step back, hell yeah

They need to chill

Because I don't give a fuck

And I don't give a fuck [x3]

 

And now I gotta do some...

And now I gotta do some shit that's clean

But when I'm on a dick, hell yeah, I get real mean

Like a washing machine

I can wash the clothes

All the hoes knows

That i'm on the flo' ho

But they can't hang with my type on swang

I ain't tryin' to say I suck every ding-a-lang

But just the juicy ones

Witht he tip of the tongue

And then their sprung

With the nuts hung

[Dr. Dre:] Bitches ain't shit

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Pomme, pomme, pomme d'Api, tapis, tapis rouge

Pomme, pomme, pomme d'Api, moi, je vais croquer la

Pomme, pomme, pomme, et puis

Quand j'aurai fini, je recommencerai

 

Pomme, pomme, pomme d'Api, tapis, tapis vert

Pomme, pomme, pomme d'Api, il paraît que dans la

Pomme, pomme, pomme, il y a des tas de pépins

Tant pis, je verrai bien

 

Oh, c'est le printemps, c'est le printemps

Et je n'ai pas encore vingt ans

 

Pomme, pomme, pomme d'Api, tapis, tapis bleu

Bleu, bleu comme le ciel avant de croquer la

Pomme, pomme, pomme d'Api

Je voudrais savoir ce qu'il y a dedans

 

Est-ce que c'est l'amour? Le Prince Charmant

Au milieu des bois qui est caché dans ma

Pomme, pomme, pomme? Dis-moi

Est-ce que c'est l'amour, l'amour ou le serpent?

 

Oh, en attendant, c'est le printemps

Et je n'ai pas encore vingt ans

 

Pomme, pomme, pomme d'Api, tapis, tapis blanc

Si c'est le serpent, je n'ai pas peur, j'ai ma

Pomme, pomme, pomme dorée

Et j'ai tout l'été pour courir dans les prés

 

Pomme, pomme, pomme jolie, tapis, tapis gris

Mais si c'est l'amour, je lui dirai tout bas

Viens, viens, viens chez moi

Viens, je t'attendais, viens, je comptais les jours

 

Oh, c'est le printemps, c'est le printemps

Et je n'ai pas encore vingt ans

 

Pomme, pomme, pomme d'Api, tapis, tapis rouge

Pomme, pomme, pomme d'Api, moi, je vais croquer la

Pomme, pomme, pomme, et puis

Quand j'aurai fini, je recommencerai

 

Oh, c'est le printemps, oh, c'est le printemps

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What is love

Oh baby, don't hurt me

Don't hurt me no more

Oh, baby don't hurt me

Don't hurt me no more

 

What is love

Yeah

 

Oh, I don't know why you're not there

I give you my love, but you don't care

So what is right and what is wrong

Gimme a sign

 

What is love

Oh baby, don't hurt me

Don't hurt me no more

What is love

Oh baby, don't hurt me

Don't hurt me no more

 

Whoa whoa whoa, oooh oooh

Whoa whoa whoa, oooh oooh

 

Oh, I don't know, what can I do

What else can I say, it's up to you

I know we're one, just me and you

I can't go on

 

What is love

Oh baby, don't hurt me

Don't hurt me no more

What is love

Oh baby, don't hurt me

Don't hurt me no more

 

Whoa whoa whoa, oooh oooh

Whoa whoa whoa, oooh oooh

 

What is love, oooh, oooh, oooh

What is love, oooh, oooh, oooh

 

What is love

Oh baby, don't hurt me

Don't hurt me no more

 

Don't hurt me

Don't hurt me

 

I want no other, no other lover

This is your life, our time

When we are together, I need you forever

Is it love

 

What is love

Oh baby, don't hurt me

Don't hurt me no more

What is love

Oh baby, don't hurt me

Don't hurt me no more (oooh, oooh)

 

What is love

Oh baby, don't hurt me

Don't hurt me no more

What is love

Oh baby, don't hurt me

Don't hurt me no more (oooh, oooh)

 

What is love?

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Yo VIP let's kick it

 

Ice ice baby

Ice ice baby

 

All right stop collaborate and listen

Ice is back with my brand new invention

Something grabs a hold of me tightly

Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly

Will it ever stop yo I don't know

Turn off the lights and I'll glow

To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal

Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle

Dance go rush to the speaker that booms

I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom

Deadly when I play a dope melody

Anything less than the best is a felony

Love it or leave it you better gain weight

You better hit bull's eye the kid don't play

If there was a problem yo I'll solve it

Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

 

Ice ice baby vanillla

Ice ice baby vanillla

Ice ice baby vanillla

Ice ice baby vanillla

 

Now that the party is jumping

With the bass kicked in and the vegas are pumpin'

Quick to the point to the point no faking

I'm cooking MC's like a pound of bacon

Burning them if you ain't quick and nimble

I go crazy when I hear a cymbal

And a hi-hat with a souped up tempo

I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo

Rollin' in my 5.0

With my rag-top down so my hair can blow

The girlies on standby waving just to say hi

Did you stop no I just drove by

Kept on pursuing to the next stop

I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block

The block was dead

Yo so I continued to A1A Beachfront Avenue

Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis

Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis

Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine

Shay with a guage and Vanilla with a nine

Reading for the chumps on the wall

The chumps acting ill because they're so full of eight balls

Gunshots rang out like a bell

I grabbed my nine all I heard were shells

Falling on the concrete real fast

Jumped in my car slammed on the gas

Bumpet to bumper the avenue's packed

I'm trying to get away before the jackers jack

Police on the scene you know what I mean

They passed me up confronted all the dope fiends

If there was a problem yo I'll solve it

Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

 

Ice ice baby vanillla

Ice ice baby vanillla

Ice ice baby vanillla

Ice ice baby vanillla

 

Take heed 'cause I'm a lyrical poet

Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it

My town that created all the bass sound

Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground

'Cause my style's like a chemical spill

Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel

Conducted and formed

This is a hell of a concept

We make it hype and you want to step with this

Shay plays on the fade slice like a ninja

Cut like a razor blade so fast other DJs say damn

If my rhyme was a drug I'd sell it by the gram

Keep my composure when it's time to get loose

Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice

If there was a problem yo I'll solve it

Check out the hook while Shay revolves it

 

Ice ice baby vanilla

Ice ice baby (oh-oh) vanilla

Ice ice baby vanilla

Ice ice baby vanilla ice

Yo man let's get out of here

Word to your mother

Ice ice baby too cold

Ice ice baby too cold too cold

Ice ice baby

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You put your left arm in, your left arm out

In out, in out, you shake it all about

You do the Hokey Cokey and you turn around

That's what it's all about

Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey

Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey

Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey

Knees bent, arms stretched

Raa raa raa

You put your right arm in, your right arm out

In out, in out, you shake it all about

You do the Hokey Cokey and you turn around

That's what it's all about

Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey

Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey

Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey

Knees bent, arms stretched

Raa raa raa

You put your left leg in, your left leg out

In out, in out, you shake it all about

You do the Hokey Cokey and you turn around

That's what it's all about

Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey

Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey

Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey

Knees bent, arms stretched

Raa raa raa

You put your right leg in, your right leg out

In out, in out, you shake it all about

You do the Hokey Cokey and you turn around

That's what it's all about

Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey

Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey

Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey

Knees bent, arms stretched

Raa raa raa

You put your whole self in, your whole self out

In out, in out, you shake it all about

You do the Hokey Cokey and you turn around

That's what it's all about

Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey

Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey

Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey

Knees bent, arms stretched

Raa raa raa

Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey

Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey

Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey

Knees bent, arms stretched

Raa raa raa

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First, when there's nothing but a slow glowing dream

That your fear seems to hide deep inside your mind

All alone I have cried silent tears full of pride

In a world made of steel, made of stone

 

Well I hear the music, close my eyes, feel the rhythm

Wrap around, take a hold of my heart

 

[Chorus:]

What a feeling, bein's believin'

I can't have it all, now I'm dancin' for my life

Take your passion, and make it happen

Pictures come alive, you can dance right through your life

 

[solo]

 

Now I hear the music, close my eyes, I am rhythm

In a flash it takes hold of my heart

 

[chorus (with ... "now I'm dancing through my life")]

 

What a feeling

 

What a feeling (I am music now), bein's believin' (I am rhythm now)

Pictures come alive, you can dance right through your life

What a feeling (I can really have it all)

What a feeling (Pictures come alive when I call)

I can have it all (I can really have it all)

Have it all (Pictures come alive when I call)

(call, call, call, call, what a feeling) I can have it all

(Bein's believin') bein's believin'

(Take your passion, make it happen) make it happen

(What a feeling) what a feeling... [to fade]

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