| I still watch you when you’re groovin'
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| As if through water from the bottom of a pool
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| You’re movin' without movin'
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| And when you move, I’m moved
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| You are a call to motion
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| There all of you a verb in perfect view
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| Like Jonah on the ocean
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| When you move, I’m moved
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| When you move
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| I’m put to mind of all that I wanna be
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| When you move
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| I could never define all that you are to me
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| So move me, baby
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| Shake like the bough of a willow tree
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| You do it naturally
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| Move me, baby
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| You are the rite of movement
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| Its reasonin' made lucid and cool
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| And though it’s no improvement
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| When you move, I move
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| You’re less Polunin leapin'
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| Or Fred Astaire in sequins
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| Honey, you, you’re Atlas in his sleepin'
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| And when you move, I’m moved
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| When you move
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| I can recall somethin' that’s gone from me
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| When you move
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| Honey, I’m put in awe of somethin' so flawed and free
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| So move me, baby
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| Shake like the bough of a willow tree
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| You do it naturally
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| Move me, baby
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| So move me, baby
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| Like you’ve nothin' left to prove
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| And nothin' to lose
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| Move me, baby
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh
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| Oh baby, oh baby
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| Move like grey skies
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| Move like a bird of paradise
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| Move like an odd sight come out at night
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| Move me, baby
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| Shake like the bough of a willow tree
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| You do it naturally
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| Move me, baby
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| So move me, baby
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| Like you’ve nothin' left to lose
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| And nothin' to prove
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| Move me, baby
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| So move me, baby
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| Shake like the bough of a willow tree
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| You do it naturally
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| Move me, baby |