| Somebody save your soul 'cause you’ve been sinning in this city I know
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| Too many troubles, all these lovers got you losing control
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| You’re like a gin to me, a luxury, my sugar and gold
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| I want the good life, in this good life you’re a hard one to hold
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| 'Cause you don’t even know
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| I can make your hands clap
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| Said I can make your hands clap
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| Somebody save your soul 'cause you’ve been sinning in this city I know
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| Too many troubles, all these lovers got you losing control
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| You’re like a gin to me, a luxury, my sugar and gold
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| I want your love and attention when I’m seein' you close
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| 'Cause you don’t even know
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| I can make your hands clap
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| Said I can make your hands clap
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| Every night whn the stars come out
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| Am I the only living soul around?
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| Need to blieve you could be around
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| 'Cause I’m in need of somethin' good right now
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| We could be dancing till the sun comes out
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| And when we stop we’d be the only sound
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| Get on my knees and say a prayer, James brown
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| That I can make your hands clap
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| That I can make your hands clap
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| Turn it up
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| That I can make your hands clap
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| My mind is searchin' for the worst and best, don’t ever deny
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| It’s like a stranger, re-arrange all the wrongs and the rights
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| Secrets on broadway to the freeway, you’re a keeper of crimes
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| Fear no conviction, grapes of wrath can only sweeten our time
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| But you don’t even know
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| I can make your hands clap
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| Said I can make your hands clap
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| Every night when the stars come out
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| Am I the only living soul around?
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| Need to believe you could be around
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| 'Cause I’m in need of somethin' good right now
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| We could be dancig till the sun comes out
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| And when we stop we’d be the only sound
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| Get on my knees and say a prayer, James brown
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| That I can make your hands clap
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| That I can make your hands clap
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| That I can make your hands clap
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| That I can make your hands clap
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| So can I get a hand clap? |