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Whoa. Tell 'em that we do it for the '90s. It's our generation. We need conversation. In a nation with no communication. A little Easy-Baked. We're kinda lost, yeah. But we're on a break, man. Rachel
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Don't SAY A WORD. THE LAST ONES STILL STINGING. BACK A MY MIND. I FEEL THAT PHONE RINGING. AND THERE IS NO WAY BACK FROM THIS. . EVERYTHING HITS AT ONCE. WHAT WE NEEDS IS JUST WHAT WE WANTS
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. (ooo). On this night I'll make sure you won't regret it. What you and me did in this bed Girl we'll be bangin,' bangin, bangin', bbbangin',. the headboard. Bangin', bangin', bangin', bbbangin',. the
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. (ooo). On this night I'll make sure you won't regret it. What you and me did in this bed Girl we'll be bangin,' bangin, bangin', bbbangin',. the headboard. Bangin', bangin', bangin', bbbangin',. the
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the 90s. 'Cause I know that we would work. Say wrong place, wrong time. Should've been alive. Bet it wouldn't hurt. If I had loved you in the 90s. Back when life wasn't a blur. Say, right guy, right
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was looking like Ichabod Crane. I was looking for some serious fun. 'Cause a bad excuse is better than none Then it hits me, yeah, it hits me. I gotta just get through it and I'll be fine. I gotta
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toy. It'll blow your head in two, oh boy. Truth hits everybody. Truth hits everyone. Truth hits everybody. Truth hits everyone. Truth hits everybody. Truth hits everyone I thought about it and my
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music maniac. Whoaaa. Well I know that I'll make it. Never put my head down. T-t-turn it up loud. Yeahhhhh. Cause I don't have to fake it. If I keep on working it. A billion hits is what I'll get
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improving. Always on the move and. Working on my flow. To take it to the studio. This is not a comeback. Following my own path. Laying down the fat tracks. Still a music maniac. Whoaaa. Well I know that I'll
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(CHORUS) HOUSE MUSIC. HOUSE MUSIC (CHORUS)
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(CHORUS) HOUSE MUSIC. HOUSE MUSIC (CHORUS)
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your way no more. I'm out the door for sure. . Time to clear the air with kicks and snare hits. Listen, I no longer care who you share your bed with. Wishing you all the best I guess that I confess
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Oh, oh-oh-oooo. Oh, oh-oh-oooo. Oh, oh-oh-oooo. Oh, oh-oh-oooo It's been so long I heard that song. It made me sweat when I sang along. And even after all this time that went pass by. It hits
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. They say that if it's right, you know. Each bar plays our song, nothin' has ever felt so wrong. "Oh, my, love is a lie," * my friends say to get me by. It hits different, it hits different this time
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can. Point him out, and I'll pop him, walk up on him and drop him. I've been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin. We takin' hits I'm not stopin', ya heard what I'm sayin'. Put the
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. Remember those days, the early '90s. We both applied for places at the same university. Ended up in London where we needed to be. To follow our obsession with the music scene. Wherever we went
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words. Sometimes I think about the 90s. I know that everyone romanticized it. But you could sign me up. For a world without the internet. Hate how easy they can find me. Just by looking up my mom's
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Bài hát Let The Music Take Control - W&W, BlasterJaxx. Let the music take control. Let the music free at all. Let the music. Let the music. Let the music. Let the music. Let the music. Let the music
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