| Two thousand and seventy three
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| Two thousand and eighty four
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| Two thousand and ninety three
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| Light years ahead
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| You and me gone be getting down on a space bed
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| We gone get married in June
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| We gonna be getting down on the moon
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| Light years — interplanetary funk
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| Gonna get down
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| Star wars interplanetary funk
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| Still getting down
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| Music won’t have no race — only space
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| Peaceful space
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| Now it’s time for the trip, step inside my mothership
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| I can tell by your way that you really wanna stay
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| Space, funky space
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| Peaceful space
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| It’s every place
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| Wait till I feel cool
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| Hey baby, let’s get cool
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| You know, you look like somebody I met a long time ago
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| I know I ain’t ever met you though
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| Oooh you look like I’ve been knowing you for a thousand years
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| Gosh ooh I don’t know what’s happening
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| You know I’m really involved
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| But I might be checking you out
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| You know, getting some other reaction
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| Seems to me though that the reason we together here
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| Is we supposed to be together
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| Come on baby let’s go peace loving and check out
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| This new smoke, naw this thing I got
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| It ain’t classified as dope
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| Smoke I got from Venus
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| Have had it all week, it’s getting old come on
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| And try this new thing with me baby
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| Too cold
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| Come on now baby let’s take off clean
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| Get in this here machine and
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| Rock it, rock it, rock it, rock it
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| Hey little baby, let’s magnetize magnets
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| Makes your love rise, baby
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| Ooh sugar, let’s get some more
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| Why do I feel like I’ve been with you before?
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| Shoot me good with the create gun
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| Simple people and lots of fun
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| Everybody we created having lots of fun
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| Lets move the party over to Star One
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| Alright, everybody we’re moving now to come in for our landing here in Pluto
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| Now, all of you who are in Group A
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| We’ll send you over to the Plutotarium to be Plutotized
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| Know you can dig that
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| And the rest of the group (B)
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| I know y’all gon' have a ball
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| But hey, little Miss Birdsong, come here
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| You follow me
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| Come on baby, come on down
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| Come on baby, come on down
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| (lets razzmatazz and all that jazz
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| Let’s plug ourselves into this machine
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| Let’s touch each other, let’s feel each other’s ass
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| Lets razzmatazz and all that jazz
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| We need to say what we mean
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| Let’s plug our hearts into the real machine
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| Hey, baby, let’s mess around
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| Let’s feel each other’s ass
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| Let’s razzmatazz and all that jazz
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| I say yeah, I say yes
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| Let’s touch each other — let’s feel each other’s ass
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| Let’s razzmatazz and all that jazz
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| Stop
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| Well its been a fantastic trip (y'all cut it out)
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| Come back next week
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| Take another load
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| Funky four
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| We really wanna get our heads together
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| We’ll be right here on time
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| All we gotta say is time for the countdown, please
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| Give me the countdown, Zack
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| Here we go, here we go — you ready?
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| One — Fun
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| Two — you
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| Three — me
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| Four — more
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| Five — no jive
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| Six — no tricks
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| Seven — we in Heaven
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| Eight — everything is straight
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| Nine — fine
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| Ten — Next week, we’ll do it again!
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| Owww! |