| Oh Lordi, Lordi, who rocks the party party
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| It’s babatunde, patrice babatunde
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| All the ladies wind up your body
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| 1st verse:
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| There is fire on the dancefloor
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| 'cause patrice is in the dancehall
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| All the massive that love Jah
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| Say yeah yeah
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| There is fire on the dancefloor
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| 'cause bantu is in the dancehall
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| If you are rightious and hardcore
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| Say yeah yeah
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| Oh what a beat what a heat
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| It makes you kick up your feet
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| All the massive and all crews
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| If you have lighters let me see it
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| Oh what a tune what song
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| Look at the dancefloor it’s burning
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| Just enjoy yourselves and have fun
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| 2nd verse:
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| When babatunde is in action
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| Wack mc’s run for protection
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| An iron shirt I put on
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| And your seccion I wreck down
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| And satan I burn so that
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| His eyes turn brown
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| And his skin gets a sun-tan
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| If you can’t stand the heat
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| You should put dancing shoes on your feet
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| And if you can’t stand the glow
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| You should put on your dancing shoes
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| And then move, 'cause it’s good for you
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| It keeps your body fit and makes your
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| Motions look so smooth
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| And then dance to the rhythm of my chant
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| Leave your troubles behind
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| Because it’s culture we perform |