You've got to trust your in stincts
You've got to bet on yourself now,
Cause that's your best bet
Watch me now with a record in my hand
I say come with a funky style
that gets us known for the show
And we'll fix a hip -hop record
cause they don't mean a thing
Cause this is what style we bring
Now this morning for the last time
I need to get off my chest
And no matter what may come to shine
My dream will always be fine
you don't know what to do
Next thing you turn around
and find that person is you
Thought a freak might be the thing,
but they first could be the last
So just get off of your ass
you don't know what to do
Next thing you turn around
and find that person is you
Thought a freak might be the thing,
but you know this will pass
So just get off of your ass
You've got to trust your in stincts
You've got to build yourself now,
Cause that's your best bet
Sick, sick, bitch, you've got to have it
Like what's it that ought
when you've got to call it quits
Sick, sick, bitch, you just can't quit
The fact that you don't even know
Now this morning but last
And no matter what will come to shine
The dream will always be mine
That is the gal that'll kill them stunning
That is the gal that'll kill them stunning
That is the gal that'll kill them stunning
that is a gal that'll kill them stunning
Hey, you make me nervous, throat dry
My brain is empty, don't know why
But I saw you doing something
which is really truly nothing
And you can bust me out all day
Many moons, since once I saw you
Many moons, since once we did the two
Many moons, since once I saw you
Many moons, since once we did the two
when I knew it was no end?
when I saw it was so fun?
we should just let it escape
Cause the way it did feel is my fault
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