| Throw your hands up to the sky
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| And scream out loud, «I'm free»
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| 'Cause wrong is the new right so we can cut loose tonight
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| It costs a lot to look this cheap
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| So get it like you like it
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| Get it like you like it
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| Get it like you like it
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| Get it like you like it
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| Fire makes it burn and water makes it turn
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| We must still be here living on earth
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| They keep telling me Jesus walked on water
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| Well, He should’ve surfed
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| Now get it like you like it
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| Get it like you like it
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| Get it like you like it
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| Get it like you like it
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| In 1918 the Great Bambino
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| Kicked a piano into Willis Pond
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| But Johnny Damon swung a bat, grand slam that was that
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| An 86 year curse is gone
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| Just like you like it
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| Get it like you like it
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| Get it like you like it
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| Get it like you like it
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| Now throw your hands up to the sky
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| And scream, scream, «I'm not alone»
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| Is it irony or fate, don’t become what you hate
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| We’ve all got stardust in our bones
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| Just like you like it
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| Get it like you like it
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| Get it like you like it
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| You got to get it like you like it
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| Get it like you like it
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| Oh, just, just, just like you like it
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| Get it like you like it
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| Just like you like it
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| Get it like you like it |