| Systematic rhythm in control
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| Has left me in a world without emotion in my soul
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| And my desire, oh, it feels like fire.
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| Electrifying energy of life
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| Generates a power to a beat as cold as ice
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| And my desire, it takes you higher, higher, higher
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| Oh yeah yeah yi Automatic songs that fascinate
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| Dancin' in a trance, my mind and body activated
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| My desire, oh, it feels like fire. |
| (yeah !)
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| Accelerate the feeling everywhere
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| Electronic pleasure makes the music fill the air
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| And my desire, it takes you higher, higher, higher
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| Get ready ta flex, I’ll make you bounce to these rough raw rhythm in your mind
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| and the yalaxies.
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| Cause in the '95 season size in a roll,
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| Pass the remote control.
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| So I can change it up,
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| I get a ten’n’a half for mashing the bass up,
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| And it don’t matter what they say
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| I’m like a Pentium chip and every line carries 8 k I come with the digital, electric pleasure,
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| Here comes the pressure.
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| Known to be the man on the jams on the street fighter 2 cause my style kicks
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| like kung fu.
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| Or you can get open, I got a fat PC with a 14,4 modem
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| Now here comes the pressure,
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| My interpretation of electronic pleasure |