| I’m so much brighter
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| Look what I’ve become
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| I’m high, high, higher
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| young lion
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| Set me free
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| Let me run
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| Everybody step to the right
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| high side
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| and more
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| Well here comes roar
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| What more can you ask for
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| Wait for a minute
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| Slip your hip
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| Nod your head, push out your lips
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| Thank god for me
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| Ain’t nothin', been funky since '73
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| My better is better than your better
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| and stick together
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| Holly holly hood don’t need fair weather
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| Baby, we can make it shine for free
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| I’m top notch, top shelf
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| Let’s see em, what else
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| Hit the kiss from the top of your leg
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| recipe for free
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| Whether I
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| Step on the stage or I step on the street
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| They don’t make brothers like me
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| A brand new heavy on the retro scene
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| And on four strings, baby I’m the king
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| If you watch these fingers
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| Watch these feet
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| ¡Ándale!
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| I ain’t got speed
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| Epa, epa, mama, gringa
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| Right under my sheets
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| Come out the cave like a giant
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| You never knew I was here
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| Imma take this five minute song
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| To make one thing real clear
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| I’m rock steady, walk tall
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| Ain’t nothing wrong with a know-it-all
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| It ain’t my fault this world’s too small
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| So someone just pass me the ball |