| See those eyes, he’s in the zone
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| A machine made of muscle and bone
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| But he rocks with a rhythm and a flame in his soul
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| And it’s warm when he’s all alone
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| He’s the living definition of flow
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| Cruisin' in complete control
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| And he’s got a pair of feet that glow with
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| Supreme performance, in a league of his own
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| For to run is a freedom that grows
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| Every time he takes off and explodes
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| More honest than any he knows
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| And if anything goes, the champ’s gotta pose
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| The lion in the golden shoes
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| Roaring and blowing a fuse
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| 'Cause he can’t be controlled and he can’t be contained
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| Now pound that chest, you’re the best
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| There’s few that can test you, don’t rest
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| Move further out, not a moment to lose
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| You’re running on ice
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| You’re running on fire
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| Running man
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| Now run like the wind
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| And make those suckas retire
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| Running man
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| You’re running on ice
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| You’re running on fire
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| Running man
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| Don’t you know it’s a sin
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| You’re like a rocket messiah
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| Running man
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| You got me feeling like a child
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| With my arms in the air gone wild
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| And the moment you smiled, like a bonus supply
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| Of power that hit me with a four letter cry
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| Now it’s on, with the clench of a fist
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| Pensively kiss your fingers with a twist
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| Got a war to commence with a blitz
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| The applause, the attention, and bliss
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| For to run is divine and we long
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| To be light, to be fast, to be strong
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| Those legs ain’t legs, they’re wings or wheels
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| And it feels like I’m flying along
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| Stay defiant in the face of the odds
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| And aspire for greatness across
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| Every land, every track, every country
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| And never look back when you’re hungry at heart
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| When you run you depart, it’s upon you to start
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| Running and stunning in every regard
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| You’re running on ice
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| You’re running on fire
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| Running man
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| Now run like the wind
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| And make those suckas retire
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| Running man
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| You’re running on ice
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| You’re running on fire
|
| Running man
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| Don’t you know it’s a sin
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| You’re like a rocket messiah
|
| Running man
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| You’re running on ice
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| You’re running on fire
|
| Running man
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| You’re running on ice
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| You’re running on fire
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| Running man
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| Now run like the wind
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| And make those suckas retire
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| Running man
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| You’re running on ice
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| You’re running on fire
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| Running man
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| Don’t you know it’s a sin
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| You’re like a rocket messiah
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| Running man |