| I threw my lessons in the garbage can
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| I know all I need to know (Oh, oh, oh)
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| Nicaragua to Afghanistan
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| Get your body on the floor (Oh, oh, oh)
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| Let me see you shake, shake, shake the ground
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| America sound that move that ass around
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| Draped in a flag, comin' back to town
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| But it’s the next man up so throw your hands up
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| For the boom, boom, boom, the bomb
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| We killed the bad guys, dudes is gone
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| Nothin' to see here, just groove along
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| Yeah, the news is wrong
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| We can move your body so dance, dance, come on, dance
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| Get up out your seat, it’s a change of plans
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| World, world, world police
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| This industry got us in the streets
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| Under sige up at the embassy
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| 'caus we keep the bass boomin' for a century
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| It go no, no, we won’t go
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| You can lock all your doors but we lock and load
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| Big bang, shelled in down below
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| And we’re goin' all night, can’t stop the show
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| You gotta keep on dancin'
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| I threw my lessons in the garbage can
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| I know all I need to know (Oh, oh, oh)
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| Nicaragua to Afghanistan
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| Get your body on the floor (Oh, oh, oh)
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| You gotta keep on dancin'
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| Spring break out in Kandahar
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| Gonna make 'em freak, it’ll shake your Jeep
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| Bomb a little kid out his handlebars
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| For democracy, we don’t stop the beat
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| It goes U, U, USA
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| Girl do the drone, it’s the newest craze
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| Hittin' everybody home when the music play
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| Spreadin' world peace that shake the Earl tea
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| So dance, dance, come on, dance
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| I said, come on, dance!
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| Re-, re-, repercussions
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| We got that bang, bang, bang, bomb production
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| Have her runnin' in the tank top or nothin'
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| Yeah, we shake the buildin' with our nation buildin'
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| We go no, no, we won’t go
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| You lock your doors but we lock and load
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| Big bang, shelled in down below
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| And we’re goin' all night, can’t stop the show
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| You gotta keep on dancin'
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| I gotta dance to this
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| You gotta keep on dancin'
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| Everybody on the dance floor: don’t stop!
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| Just gotta keep on dancin'
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| Rockets flying to the moon light up the night sky
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| Maybe this song can take you away from these World War blues
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| Shake, shake, shake the ground
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| America sound that move that ass around
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| Draped in a flag, comin' back to town
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| But it’s the next man up so throw your hands up
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| For the boom, boom, boom, the bomb
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| We killed the bad guys, dudes is gone
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| Nothin' to see here, just groove along
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| Yeah, the news is wrong
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| We can move your body so |