| You got the groove
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| I got to move
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| Cause suddenly something’s unreal
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| I got to go
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| Get up and go
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| Cause you ain’t the way that I feel
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| I know what I like
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| And it ain’t looking at you
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| If I have to believe
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| I believe in myself and nobody else
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| Your kind of love ain’t for real
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| I got the wheels
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| I got the deals
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| But suddenly you ain’t so cool
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| Great God above it’s diamond love
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| But that kind of rock don’t appeal
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| I know what I like
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| And it ain’t looking at you
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| If I have to believe
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| I believe in myself and nobody else
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| Your kind of love ain’t for real
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| I got to change it’s feeling strange
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| And strange is a highway for fools
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| If it’s diamond love that makes you feel good
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| Then that kind of love I can steal
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| I know what I like
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| And it ain’t looking at you
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| If I have to believe
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| I believe in myself and nobody else
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| Your kind of love I can steal |