| You wanna do the right thing
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| but don’t know where to start
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| You wanna hear your voice ring
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| but you can’t find your part
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| wanna feel real special
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| but you’re afraid to be strange
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| you wish things were different
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| but you don’t wanna change
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| so you got yourself a plan
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| but you ain’t got no tools
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| yeah you wanna be the man
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| but you hang around fools
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| you wanna lead every dance
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| but you ain’t got no groove
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| you looking to advance
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| but your’e stuck there you can’t move
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| you keep asking the man upstairs
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| where’s love, this ain’t fair,
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| are you up there?
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| ya ya ya ya, make way
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| ya ya ya ya, there’s way
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| yea ya ya ya, make way now
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| tr la la la, all day
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| keep giving away your good thing
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| and a good thing will come your way
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| it shook you up and now you’re thinking
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| is he right or is he wrong
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| or maybe there ain’t no meaning
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| just like a silly little song
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| and when you go, move slow, that’s how you learn
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| you just gotta stop talking
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| yeah and what you give is what you earn
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| see i’m everywhere, i’m everywhere, i’m just getting tired of you asking
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| you gotta sing baby,
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| ya ya ya ya, make way
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| ya ya ya ya, there’s way
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| yea ya ya ya, make way now
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| tr la la la, all day
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| keep giving away your good thing
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| and a good thing will come your way |