| Hey!
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| Yeah, ole
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| Yeah, ole
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| What’s going on sir?
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| What’s going on sir?
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| Yeah, ole
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| What’s going on sir?
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| What’s going on sir?
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| What’s going on sir?
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| We’re no Victorians, we are part of a brand new age
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| (Yeah ole)
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| We live victorious, oh honey I’m feeling great
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| (Na na na na)
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| See the war’s behind us
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| (Na na na na)
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| We don’t want that shit
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| (Na na na na)
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| So please don’t remind us, oh honey I’m feeling rich
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| What you saying now
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| Express your surrealism
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| (Woof)
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| It works best if you feel different
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| (Yeah)
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| We don’t jest this is real living
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| And our livin' gone rid us of limits so
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| (Bring it)
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| They call these years crazy
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| (Wow)
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| It’s all love here lately
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| (Dance)
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| I wanna dance with that flapper named Stacy
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| Her daddy might hate me
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| But we should make babies
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| (It's fun)
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| Do the Charleston
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| (Break away)
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| She’s had people on her arms since she
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| (Came to play)
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| And we all wanna charm her with
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| (Material ways)
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| Are we lost? |
| Should our generation
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| (Take the blame)
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| It’s just fun and we’re going to die when we’re
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| Right now we’re driven wild by the
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| (Talkies)
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| Still unlikely to cause grief
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| (Right on the 4th beat)
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| Can you come and jive on the floor please
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| Jive, jive, jive, jive
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| Honey honey
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| Jive, jive, jive, jive
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| What you saying man
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| Put your dancing feet on
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| Come and move with me
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| And we’ll jive, jive, jive, jive
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| Hell yes
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| We’re less rigid, with legs spinning
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| And well dressed women
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| And get given
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| An opportunity to tell them that we don’t give a
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| (Daffy duck)
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| Chilling in the jazzy club, yeah there’s a bag of us
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| And I ain’t saying that we’re finished when we
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| (Wrap it up)
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| And I ain’t feeling that we’re sinning with the
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| (Magic dust)
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| We’re just keeping to the rhythm with some stamina
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| La la la la, ay
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| What’s going on sir
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| If your trying to do the
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| (Waltz that’s the wrong turn)
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| And if your looking for a
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| (Chick that’s the wrong bird)
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| I’ve already seen her
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| (Hips and I want her)
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| Pronto I go from NYC to
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| (Midnight in Paris)
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| There’s nine years for this type of madness
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| Madness might lead to marriage
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| (Which might lead to baby in a carriage)
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| So maybe we could manage to jive
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| Hey, hey, yeah!
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| Yeah ole
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| Hey! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Jive , by - Rizzle Kicks. Song from the album Roaring 20s, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп