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I'm Leavin' U (Gotta Go, Gotta Go) (MC Lyte) · Gotta Go, Gotta Leave (Vivian Green) · We Gotta Get out of This Place (Angelic Upstarts) · We've Gotta Get out of This Place (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Gotta Get Out! (The Goldstars) · 5 Seconds of Summer (5 Seconds of Summer) · 5 Seconds of Summer [B-Sides and Rarities] (5 Seconds of Summer) · 5 Seconds of Summer (5 Seconds of Summer) · 5 Seconds of Summer (5 Seconds of Summer) · 5 Seconds of Summer (5 Seconds of Summer) – and 90 other albums »


of bed"

You gotta go back, back, back to school again
It's bye, bye fun, get your homework done
You better be in by ten
I gotta go back, back, back
on smash
Everybody get the summer on smash
We got the summer on smash, summer on smash
Y'all know who got the summer on smash (we do)

Got the summer
Gotta get a second chance
Gotta give it up
Gotta get a second chance
And the jokes just started

Gotta give it up, 
Give it up,
Give it up
Gotta
Gotta get a second chance
Gotta give it up
Gotta get a second chance
And the jokes just started

Gotta give it up
Give it up,
Give it up
Gotta
Gotta get a second chance
Gotta give it up
Gotta get a second chance
And the jokes just started

Gotta give it up, 
Give it up,
Give it up
Gotta
.
Bitchin' summer
Bitchin' summer

Right-right-right near the beach
Te party don't stop
If we don't get harassed by the motherfuckin' cops
Quarter tank
the summer nights

Tell me more, tell me more
Did you get very far
Tell me more, tell me more
Like does he have a car

She swam by me she got a cramp
the summer nights

Tell me more, tell me more
Did you get very far
Tell me more, tell me more
Like does he have a car

She swam by me she got a cramp
summertime so it's time to get a summer
These summers, goes and I won't call them, hoes

'Cause in the 90's you gotta respect the ladies
So step up to 'em
the summer nights

Tell me more, tell me more
Did you get very far
Tell me more, tell me more
Like does he have a car

She swam by me she got a cramp
the summer nights

Tell me more, tell me more
Did you get very far
Tell me more, tell me more
Like does he have a car

She swam by me she got a cramp
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's

Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'till it get sky high
forced to sell crack rap and get a job
You gotta do somethin' man your ass is grown

Say, drug dealin' just to get by
Sing, stack ya money till it gets sky
yeah)
She said can I see you later (whoa)
And love you just a little more (whoa yeah)
I kinda hope we get stuck
Nobody gets out alive
She said I'll
It's time to go left and not right
Gotta get it together forever
Gotta get it together for brothers
Gotta get it together for sisters
For mothers
Gotta get a second chance

Gotta give it up
Gotta get a second chance

And the tunes just started.
Gotta give it up
Give it up
Give it up
Gotta
Ah, wenta-five wunna bid me biddle, want to five want to five want to five, wudja 
Biddle on a twenty-five.

Gotta twenty-five dollar bidja-biddle
we givin y'all five seconds to get close to a exit
It's about to get real ugly in here
Five seconds is up - let's go!

Throw the hands up (uh, uh,
like a second skin
And one by one I will begin
To wear you on the days I'm feeling thin

But you gotta give it up
To get off sometimes
You gotta
like a second skin
And one by one I will begin
To wear you on the days I'm feeling thin

But you gotta give it up
To get off sometimes
You gotta
your butt out of bed
You gotta go back, back, back to school again"

It's bye-bye fun, get your homework done
You better be in by ten
I gotta go back,
And love you just a little more'
I kinda hope we get stuck
Nobody gets out alive
She said 'I'll show you how to fax
In the mail room, honey
And have you
bargain with the mirror
You can't ever fight the hands off
Time flies by like the 4th of July sky
When the morning sun high fives the moon

It don't
the records and he's my protege
So check him out without a doubt and you will agree
He goes by the name of Cutmaster Cool V
Cut the funky records, for me
Of hate Motherfucker

Break your back
Just once and then you know
You gotta
Face your fright
That's right
Yeah
With your five second morals and your

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