| Well, it’s Friday night and I just got paid
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| Nothing on tomorrow, man, I got it made
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| We got an engine but we got no wheels
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| Don’t need no petrol for our Gurumobile
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| 'Cos we ain’t going nowhere near the ground
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| We’re on a rocket ship to inner space
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| Out into orbit moving in one place
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| And going faster than the speed of sound
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| Move your feet to the rhythm of love
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| Groove that beat-once is never enough
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| Dig my words, it’s a happening scene
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| Hitch a ride on the party machine
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| You know we’re gonna have a real cool time
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| Your wig will flip so high you’ll lose your mind
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| Let’s fIy a supersonic to the sun
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| There’s people swinging on the chandelier
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| The pilot’s singing to the bombardier
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| Ooh wee, Capracornia, here we come
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| (Here we go)
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| Blow your cool while the night is still young
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| Make your move, now you’re having some fun
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| Catch my wave, won’t you tune in on me?
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| Hitch a ride on the party machine
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| I say, where have you been? |
| Where have you been?
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| On the party machine, on the party machine
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| I say, what did you see? |
| What did you see?
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| I saw everything, everything and more
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| I wanna go somewhere but anywhere will do |