| Everybody get up Everybody get up Hey, hey, hey
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| Hey, hey, hey
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| Hey, hey, hey
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| If you can’t hear what I’m trying to say
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| If you can’t read from the same page
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| Maybe I’m going deaf, maybe I’m going blind
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| Maybe I’m out of my mind
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| OK now he was close, tried to domesticate you
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| But you’re an animal, baby it’s in your nature
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| Just let me liberate you
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| Hey, hey, hey
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| You don’t need no papers
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| Hey, hey, hey
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| That man is not your maker
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| And that’s why I’m gon’take a good girl
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| I know you want it I know you want it I know you want it You’re a good girl
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| Can’t let it get passed me You’re far from plastic
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| Talk about getting blasted
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| I hate these blurred lines
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| I know you want it I know you want it I know you want it But you’re a good girl
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| The way you grab me Must wanna get nasty
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| Go ahead, get at me What do they make dreams for
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| When you got them jeans on What do we need steam for
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| You the hottest bitch in this place
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| I feel so lucky, you wanna hug me Hey, hey, hey
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| What rhymes with hug me?
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| Hey, hey, hey
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| OK now he was close, tried to domesticate you
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| But you’re an animal, baby it’s in your nature
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| Just let me liberate you
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| Hey, hey, hey
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| You don’t need no papers
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| Hey, hey, hey
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| Than man is not your maker
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| Hey, hey, hey
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| And that’s why I’m gon’take a good girl
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| I know you want it I know you want it I know you want it You’re a good girl
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| Can’t let it get passed me You’re far from plastic
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| Talk about getting blasted
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| I hate these blurred lines
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| I know you want it I hate them lines
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| I know you want it I hate them lines
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| I know you want it But you’re a good girl
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| The way you grab me Must wanna get nasty
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| Go ahead, get at me One thing I ask you
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| Let me be the one you back that ass into
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| Yo, from Malibu, to Paribu
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| Yeah, had a bitch, but she ain’t bad as you
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| So hit me up when you passing through
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| I’ll give you something big enough to tear your ass in two
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| Swag on, even when you dress casual
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| I mean it’s not almost unbearable
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| Then, honey you’re not there when I’m
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| With my foresight bitch you pay me by Nothing like your last guy, he too square for you
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| He don’t smack that ass and pull your hair like that
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| So I jail watch, hand wave for you to salute
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| But you didn’t pick
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| Not many women can refuse this pimpin'
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| But I’m a nice guy, but you get it if you get with me Shake the vibe, get down, get up Do it like it hurt, like it hurt
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| What you doing like word
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| Baby can you breathe? |
| I got this from Jamaica
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| It always works for me Dakota to Dakata, uh huh
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| No more pretending
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| Hey, hey, hey
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| Cause now you winning
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| Hey, hey, hey
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| Here’s our beginning
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| I always wanted a good girl
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| I know you want it I know you want it I know you want it You’re a good girl
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| Can’t let it get passed me You’re far from plastic
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| Talk about getting blasted
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| I hate these blurred lines
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| I know you want it I know you want it I know you want it But you’re a good girl
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| The way you grab me Must wanna get nasty
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| Go ahead, get at me Everybody get up Everybody get up Hey, hey, hey
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| Hey, hey, hey
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| Hey, hey, hey |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Blurred Lines , by - D'Mixmasters. Song from the album 100 Top Dance Remixes, in the genre Танцевальная музыка