| I’m about to rise; |
| I’m about to shine
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| I’m about to, I’m about to leave this all behind
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| I’m about to check; |
| I’m about to change
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| I’m about to realign, connect, and rearrange
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| Howlin' at the moon
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| Kryptonite the sun
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| But living in a daze for weeks, and months, and years, I’m done
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| The ace is in the bass
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| The sign it says to stop
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| Well I’m about to, I’m about to, I’m about to drop
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| And my heart sings
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| I watch the clock tick-tock
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| Been saving all the green that I got
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| I can’t wait to kick off my work shoes
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| I watch the clock tick-tock
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| Been saving all the green that I got
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| I can’t wait to kick off my work shoes
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| I’m about to seek; |
| I’m about to find
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| I’m about to calibrate and shift my state of mind
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| I’m about to flux; |
| I’m about to flow
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| I’m about to, I’m about to, I’m about to blow
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| Time to start again
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| It’s time to move my feet
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| Life is but a fortune cookie puzzle to complete
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| A record’s built to spin
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| The bubble wants to pop
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| So I’m about to, I’m about to, I’m about to drop
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| And my heart sings
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| I watch the clock tick-tock
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| Been saving all the green that I got
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| I can’t wait to kick off my work shoes
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| And once I hit the spot
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| It’s the greatest fucking feeling I got
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| I can’t wait to kick off my work shoes
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| Well I’m not leaving till the whistle blows
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| I’m not leaving till the whistle blows, blows, blows, blows
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| I watch the clock tick-tock
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| Been saving all the green that I got
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| I can’t wait to kick off my work shoes
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| And once I hit the spot
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| That’s the greatest fucking feeling I got
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| I can’t wait to kick off my work shoes
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| And my heart sings
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| I watch the clock tick-tock
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| Been saving all the green that I got
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| I can’t wait to kick off my work shoes |