| You spin me right round baby right round
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| like a record baby right round, right round
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| More than I can see
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| what was happening to me
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| grab the bottle now its gone
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| don’t take me very long
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| one more glass just keep it red
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| and it goes right to my head
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| just stay close to me and let these memories go…(ohhh)
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| You spin me right round baby right round
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| like a record baby right round, right round
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| Back to the left and its all on the right
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| yea listen pepper posse you know we keep it tight
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| this is the style keep ya goin' all night
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| don’t try to stop me now, I’ll put up a fight
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| so now your just so sad
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| your playin' this music and you running like mad
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| it’s all good I understand
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| your probably just a pro surfer in another shitty band
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| You spin me right round baby right round
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| like a record baby right round, right round
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| I been holdin' on to you
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| if its the last thing that I’ll do
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| steady swayin' all the time
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| while I’m drinkin' from the vine
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| and my worries were relieved
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| but this smile don’t believe
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| cause the heart I have is somewhere I don’t know…(ohhh)
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| You spin me right round baby right round
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| like a record baby right round, right round
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| spin me right round and then back again
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| girlfriend, if you want in you got to bring a friend
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| you know the pepper posse we keep it on point
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| with vanilla style we smokin' up the joint
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| I said vanilla style it flow just like a Nile
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| like Jimi Hendrix I’m the voodoo child
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| to finish things off with his rumpapumpum
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| sit back relax while our beats on this drum
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| Yes… this rubbadub style, much love to the friends and family,
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| the big island of Hawaii, love respect for jah music, the man with the mic in
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| his hand to 1999 peace and love to 2000 nothing but peace and love pepper posse
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| run kings… |