| We’ve got a thing got this chemistry
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| I always knew you’re the one for me
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| I feel affection to your complexion
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| You’ve got to choose got to pick your side
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| So get your crew and we go worldwide
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| It’s your collection
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| your rhythm section
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| oh oh oh oh
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| I know a place I want to take you there
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| I know the space with the athmosphere
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| An intersection gone by selection
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| You make your move on this battlefield
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| You’ve got the force but you need the shield
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| You’ve got projection but need protection
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| You’d better not feed the lions keep your head
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| up high
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| You’d better not feed the lions take control
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| Cause then you might tweak the iron drop down from
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| the sky
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| You’d better not feed the lions no parole
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| So there’s a war fighting in the zone
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| The lions roar and you bend the bone
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| No recollection no resurrection oh oh oh oh
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| You show your heart and I dig the scene
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| I join your crew like a war machine
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| Ain’t no objection you’re my perfection
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| You’d better not feed the lions keep your head
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| up high
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| You’d better not feed the lions take control
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| Cause then you might tweak the iron drop down from
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| the sky
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| You’d better not feed the lions no parole
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| You’d better not feed the lions
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| You’d better not let them take control
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| You’d better not feed the lions no oh oh oh oh
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| Cause then you might tweak the iron
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| You’d better not let them have your soul
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| You’d better not feed the lions no |