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I got this down right
I got this all tight
I got this down right
You got no place to hide
All night
I got this down right
I got this all tight
All night
I got this down right
You got no place to hide
I got this down right
I got this all tight
I got this down right
You got no place to hide
All night
I got this down right
I got this all tight
Bring it on
Wanna see what you're looking at me You wannabe
All night
I got this down right
You got no place to hide
Watch me what you looking at me
You wannabe
Dance all night
I got this down right
I got this all tight
I got this down right
So all night
All night
I got this down right
I got this all tight
I got this down right
So all night
All night
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It's the beat
It's the beat
I get it
I got it
I know it's good
It's the beat
You want it
I got it
You know you should
It's the beat
Give me a mic and a beat
And I'll be straight
It's the beat
You know it's one for the treble
Two for the bass
It's the beat
It's the beat
It's the beat
It's the beat
So get up out your seat
It's the beat
When I get busy
Clap your hands
Move your feet
It's the beat
On the dancefloor
I am a world class freak
It's the beat
Your back into the wall
We waiting for you
It's the beat
2-4-6-8
Let me see what you can do
It's the beat
It's the beat
It's the beat
It's the beat
It's the beat
It's the beat
You don't need no invitation
It's the beat
'Cos this is my creation
It's the beat
So get up out your seat
It's the beat
It's the beat
It's the beat
It's the beat
You don't need no invitation
It's the beat
'Cos this is my creation
It's the beat
So get up out your seat
It's the beat
It's the beat
It's the beat
Get up off your seat
It's the beat
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I'm a hustler baby
That's what my daddy's made me
Yeah I'm a hustler baby
That's what my dady's made me
I'm a hustler baby
That's what my dady's made me
Yeah I'm a hustler baby
That's what my dady's made me
If I had the money to go to a record store
I would
I I would
If I had the money to go to a record store
I would
I I would
Go to the record store
Go to the record store
Go to the record store
Put records in my clothes
Go to the record store
Go to the record store
Go to the record store
Pass me back man
Go to a record store
And put it in my clothes and
Walk past that record man
Got to have the sticky hands
You ass is broke
You ass is broke
Like me
Like me
Go to that record store
Steal some record man
Go to that record store
Steal some records man
I'm telling you I'm broke
I'm telling you I'm broke
But I'm survivor than you that I can cope
Yeah I'm a hustler baby
That's what my dady's made me
Yeah I'm a hustler baby
That's what my dady's made me
Yeah I'm a hustler baby
That's what my dady's made me
Yeah I'm a hustler baby
That's what my dady's made me
It's 8 o' clock
And I got nothing to do
Can't go to the club
So I guess I go to the record store
Visit my record man
With my sticky hands
Walk out that record door
Put your records in my clothes
The records in my clothes
What the fuck is you gonna do
What the fuck is you gonna do
About it
Nothing
Push it push it push it push it
Push it push it push it push it
Push it push it push it push it
Push it push it push it push it
Push it push it push it push it
Push it push it push it push it
Push it push it push it push it
Push it push it push it push it
I'm a hustler baby
Push it push it push it push it
That's what my dady's made me
Push it push it push it push it
Yeah I'm a hustler baby
Push it push it push it push it
That's what my dady's made me
Push it push it push it push it
Push it push it push it push it
Push it push it push it push it
Push it push it push it push it
Push it push it push it push it
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I believe
You could be
What I need
To believe
I believe
You could be
What I need
To believe
I believe
You could be
What I need
To believe
I believe
You could be
What I need
To believe
It's the same old song
That I always sing each year
But because it's perrenial don't make it Less real
And I believe
That she could be
What I need
To believe
I believe (I believe)
You could be
What I need
To believe
I believe
You could be
What I need
(Oh just keeps coming round again)
To believe
I believe
You could be
What I need
(It just keeps coming round again)
To believe
I believe
You could be
What I need
(It just keeps coming round again)
To believe
The conclusion I need is easily reached With you
You have given me all and there's Nothing left to do
And I believe
That she could be
What I need
To believe
I believe
Just keeps coming round again
I believe
You could be
What I need
(Just keeps coming round again)
To believe
I believe
You could be
What I need
(It just keeps coming round again)
To believe
I believe
You could be
What I need
(It just keeps coming round again)
To believe
I believe
You could be
What I need
To believe
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Down down baby
Down down baby down
Down down baby
Down down baby down
Let's get the rhythm of the hands
Let's get the rhythm of the feet
Down down baby
Down down baby down
Put 'em all together and what do you get
Hotdog
Let's get the rhythm of the hands
Let's get the rhythm of the feet
Down down baby down
Put 'em all together and what do you get
Hotdog
Down down baby
Down down the rhythm
Sweet sweet baby 'cos I'll never let you go
Chimmi chimmi cocko bow
Chimmi chimmi chow
Chimmi chimmi cocko bow
Chimmi chimmi chow
Tell my grandma sick in bed
Called the doctor and the doctor said
Let's get the rhythm of the head
Ding dong
Let's get the rhythm of the head
Ding dong
Let's get the rhythm of the hands
Let's get the rhythm of the hands
Let's get the rhythm of the beat
Let's get the rhythm of the feet
Let's get the rhythm of the hotdog
Let's get the rhythm of the hotdog
Put 'em all together and what do you get
Ding dong
Hotdog
Down down baby
Down down baby down
Hotdog
Down down baby
Down down baby down
Hotdog
Down down baby
Down down baby down
Hotdog
Down down baby
Down down baby down
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Love is all you need to know
And all you need to know is
Love is all you need
To know
Love is all you need to know
And all you need to know is
Love is all you need
To know
Skin tight
Skin tight hot as hell
You cast a deadly spell
S-P-E-L's disaster
Skin tight
skin tight hot as hell
You cast a deadly spell
S-P-E-L's fiasco
Love is all you need to know
And all you need to know is
Love is all you need
To know
Love is all you need to know
And all you need to know is
Love is all you need
To know
Give me pleasure
Give me pain
Give me more more more of the same
Give me pleasure
Give me pain
Give me more more more of the same
Love is all you need to know
And all you need to know is
Love is all you need
To know
Love is all you need to know
And all you need to know is
Love is all you need
To know
Skin tight
So hot
Skin tight
So hot
Skin tight
So hot
Skin tight
So hot
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