| Woo!
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| Stiff club, it’s my nature,
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| Custom love is the nomenclature.
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| Turn down mass confusion,
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| Hit the road because we just keep cruisin'.
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| Double my fun, double my vision,
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| Long hard look at my last decision.
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| Hustle here, hustle there,
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| Hustle me bitch and you best beware.
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| It’s emotional and I told you so,
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| But you had to know so I told you.
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| Soft walk to horizon,
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| One big crash that no one dies in.
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| This for the folks in pay-it-ville,
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| It’ll come true if you say it will.
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| Look around, look around, look around
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| All around, all around, all around
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| Look around, look around, look around
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| All around, all around, all around
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| It’s emotional and I told you so,
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| But you had to know so I told you.
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| Please don’t look right through me,
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| Hurts my heart when you do that to me.
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| Street lights out my window,
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| City may breeze gonna stroke my skin though.
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| Just a lot of words on an old brick wall,
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| Rob a lot of banks got a pedigree scrawl.
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| Put my peg into your square,
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| Run around like we just don’t care.
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| Look around, look around, look around
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| All around, all around, all around
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| Look around, look around, look around
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| All around, oh yeah ah Woo!
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| Move it ah gotta get ya, wanna getcha
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| Move it ah gotta get ya, gonna getcha
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| Look around, look around, look around
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| All around, all around, all around
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| Look around, look around, look around
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| All around, oh yeah ah |