Having
one of those days,
got my own back driving around
In my deep pink Cadillacs down the road,
son of a gun
Won't you help me break this fever?
Holding my breath, don't know where it started
Holding on just to be parted
Anything else would only cease to make me a believer
Keep on moving,
just keep on moving You got to get your groove on
Driving so fast,
running hard,
I'm empty Fillin' it up,
but it goes right through me
Turn around,
follow the signs,
but I get back to where I started
Put on the gas,
this mask I'm wearing Put on the screws,
I want you to be tearing
Needing it now,
I don't know how I'm gonna get my fix like somehow
Keep on moving,
just keep on moving You got to get your groove on
Keep on moving,
just keep on moving You got to get your groove on
Just keep on moving, yeah,
keep on moving Just make me move into you
Keep
on moving,
just keep on moving You got to get your groove on