| Count Bounce verse 1
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| It just hit the season everyone breathing
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| slap on my face elevate my breathing
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| I just got to see her so I’m off and leaving
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| tracks wind back to the coliseum
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| the villagers and aristocrats uneasy
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| Horde for the spectacle they want to see me
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| The sun done shine as they take their seating
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| Arms in the air wave em round like sea weed
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| and nothing be as good as you chick
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| We got a special unique loose fit
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| and everything we do is to prove we tuned in
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| We sticking to each other like paper to glue stick
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| Reminds me of kittens and newspaper
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| slipping in and out of it all like two vapours
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| intertwined and we smoke ring crusaders
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| caught in a crux I’m calling it love or
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| all the above and below the surface
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| This contact sport got me sort of nervous
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| Bliss and a little bit of sorta purpose
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| likely to cause all sorts of hurt
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| Let’s go.
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| One thing that I really want to do
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| get close and personal with you
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| That’s one thing I just got to do
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| eh, eh, eh
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| caught deep in the deepness of the blue
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| I’m sick from the sweetness off of you
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| Your one thing I just got to do
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| eh, eh, eh.
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| Joelistics verse 2
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| You got class like red wine and soul tunes
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| and when you laugh you can light up a whole room
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| You play your mind like a beautiful instrument
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| cut a fool down to size with your intellect
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| yeah I know you’re kind of scared of gettin intimate
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| we both hold back from really getting in to this
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| Well let’s risk it and see what come
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| because we fit together like bass line to bass drum
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| I know you got a lot to do love we all do love lookin for true love
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| and ain’t it just like love to get you confused love
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| win and lose love well then we’ll make new Love
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| And we all run from something so strong
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| we give up but then we get back on
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| We both get busy with a lot to do
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| But if you’d like well I’d like to do a lot with you
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| so c’mon.
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| One thing that I really want to do
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| get close and personal with you
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| That’s one thing I just got to do
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| eh, eh, eh
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| caught deep in the deepness of the blue
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| I’m sick from the sweetness off of you
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| Your one thing I just got to do
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| eh, eh, eh
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| One thing that I really want to do
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| get close and personal with you
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| That’s one thing I just got to do
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| eh, eh, eh
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| caught deep in the deepness of the blue
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| I’m sick from the sweetness off of you
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| Your one thing I just got to do
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| eh, eh, eh
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| (eh, eh, eh)
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| (eh, eh, eh)
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| Sometimes it’s early in the morning
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| outside the sun is shining so we just stay in bed
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| The world is ours we can pretend
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| Sometimes it’s late into the evening
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| we are silent we ain’t speaking
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| because nothing can be said
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| round and round it goes again…
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| One thing that I really want to do (yeah yeah)
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| get close and personal with you (yeah yeah)
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| That’s one thing I just got to do (yeah yeah)
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| eh, eh, eh
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| caught deep in the deepness of the blue
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| I’m sick from the sweetness off of you
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| Your one thing I just got to do
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| eh, eh, eh
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| caught deep in the deepness of the blue
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| I’m sick from the sweetness off of you
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| Your one thing I just got to do
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| eh, eh, eh |