| I can’t find a better way than to say
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| Why can’t we just drop everything
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| Start it over, 'cause I know you’ll be missing me You got two problems, one hand in his
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| And the other is a clenched fist
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| Soon enough you’ll be singing my songs
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| If he’s smart enough he can catch on and move along
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| I miss the way you move,
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| If there ever was a time to Swing your hands,
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| Might as well swing your waist
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| To the bump of the bass,
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| To the bump bump bump
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| I know you for catching my eye
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| But can you catch this falling heart in time?
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| Go ahead girl swing your body into mine
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| And if you’re ready for a good time
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| And I know you’re past due,
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| I’ve seen the boys you’ve been through
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| Don’t you roll your eyes girl
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| You know what you’re losing
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| I miss the way you move
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| If there ever was a time to Swing your hands,
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| Might as well swing your waist
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| To the bump of the bass,
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| To the bump bump bump
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| I know you for catching my eye
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| But can you catch this falling heart in time?
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| Go ahead girl swing your body into mine
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| You say I’m a low life dirtbag
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| Can’t say I was made for you,
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| You used to never turn your back that’s
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| How I knew you were made for me.
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| And if you promise not to laugh,
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| I miss your laughter.
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| And if you promise not to cry,
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| I miss your comfort.
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| I miss the way you move
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| If there ever was a time to Swing your hands,
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| Might as well swing your waist
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| To the bump of the bass,
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| To the bump bump bump
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| I know you for catching my eye
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| But can you catch this falling heart in time?
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| Go ahead girl swing your body into mine |