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Some of us get a little and some a lot
We've got to make due with whatever we got
We get it hot we cool it down and then we pass it around

You can dance for the sake of a golden day
Take a chance on getting rid of whatever's in your way
Next stop big hop is turning night into day

Sometimes when I'm lying there all alone
I think of every little nothing that we could own
To overthrow all of you who have overgrown

All my friends like to spend days on end on the mend
I turn to you, I turn in two and then I turn it again
Here we go all we know heavy load, start to float
Without a doubt, we turn it out and then we turn it again

I've come to learn whatever time I can find to spend
Taking flight into whatever light we bend
Out on the street I get a beat and then I turn it to ten

Lace boots and the ladies of Kazakhstan
Kick 'em high to the sky all of this just because we can
I turn to Cuba, then Aruba, then the Dominican

All my friends like to spend days on end on the mend
I turn to you, I turn in two and then I turn it again
Here we go all we know heavy load, start to float
Without a doubt, we turn it out and then we turn it again

We've got to move it, if we want to do our best
We've got to shake it, if we want to keep it fresh

I'm turning down all the heavy psychology
To cut a rug and I make no apology
I turn a cheek, I turn a key and then I turn it for free

We've got to move it just a little to hit the spot
A whirling derbish in a flurry a fox to trot
Come clown around, a robot doin' the astronaut

All my friends like to spend days on end on the mend
I turn to you, I turn into and then I turn it again
Here we go all we know heavy load, start to float
Without a doubt, we turn it out and then we turn it again
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Lyrics submitted by Jayme Weston.