Lyrics:
from outer space
They love the beats that syncopate
Disco chicks from outer space
They can't sing, but they can oscillate
Disco chicks from outer space
Simplify your moves when you synchronize your feet
Simplify your moves, it's a camouflage
Simplify your tunes when you syncopate your beat
Simplify
the bar
Syncopate off-kilter marks
Syncopate make use of off-kilter marks
Who the fuck do you think you are
Who the fuck do you think that you are
Look
If
you syncopate
When the goin' is rough
You will find your troubles all have flown
If you warble your stuff
Like the moanin' of a saxophone
Just try my
thoughts
And thinkin'
Don't you know that it was
Me that bought the
Pink that you were
Drinkin'?
Really need a girl
Just like me to syncopate
don't
Gonna wear that dress you like, skin-tight
Do my hair up real, real nice
And syncopate my skin to your heart beating
'Cause I just wanna
don't
Gonna wear that dress you like, skin-tight
Do my hair up real, real nice
And syncopate my skin to your heart beating
'Cause I just wanna
Then the band starts to syncopate,
You jump from thirty three to seventy eight.
Spinning like a record on a record machine,
You've got me going
reps just get replaced
One-two one-one trip, something's in the way
Tap dance
Syncopate
Tap dance
Syncopate, simulate, demonstrate tend
Can you ride
Can you slowly work your waist while I'm inside
Can you syncopate your body with mine
Yeah
I just wanna know if you know how to ride
can't syncopate
This is a mind in disarray
I'm a little out of phase
Pull me out of my malaise
There's no quick
Fix for mental pain
Understanding is
fiendin'
Said shout out my brudda, Jay Prince, that my twinnem
Got a hole in my heart, baby, can you fall in
Can you syncopate your body to the rhythm
me shout?
Stop! You're knockin' me out we go dancing
And everything is fine we're romancing
The music is divine
Then the band starts to syncopate
You
shout
Stop! You're knockin' me out
We go dancing, and everything is fine
We're romancing, the music is divine
Then the band starts to syncopate
You jump
don't, so don't
Gonna wear that dress I like, skin-tight
Do your hair up, real nice
And syncopate my skin to your heart beating
I just wanna look good
heard nothing yet
'Til you syncopate
When the going is rough
You will find your troubles all have flown
If you warble your stuff
Like the moanin'
a minute
It's my body, I need you in it
There's no way we're turning this around
It's far too late
Just when I begin to keep the time
We syncopate
Gonna wear that dress you like, skin-tight
Do my hair up real, real nice
And syncopate my skin to your heart beating
'Cause I just wanna look good for
stories
Syncopate inside your chest
And they'll watch as you walk on water
Skipping stones down at your feet
All the parts of the different stories
yesterday.
Syncopate, try again,
Our lungs have no oxygen.
Peel back your lips,
And show,
Your post-apocalyptic fangs.
Open, the door.
Slowly absorb.
senses will stimulate
creative flow passion that illustrates
rhythms that groove hard and syncopate
get high on your own supply let’s meditate
verse 1
they'll think of it twice
And then swallow the pride
They'll open themselves to find nothing
You should syncopate those tunes before the show
Maybe someone
Fingers traced over every outline Memorizing every side and every corner Syncopate your hips to every bar line Keep your body next to mine
Battering waves have exposed a foundation of regret
Forming flourettes
Bring flowers to my grave
Growing vines
Syncopate
Cycle all I've made
And turn it into
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