Lyrics:
Strike it up
Shake it up
Just play my soul
Burn it up
Shake it up
Burn it up
Shake it up
Strike it up
Shake it up
Just play my soul
Burn it up
Shake it up
Burn it up
Shake it up
strength to run and play
Well he bowls up weeds and he does the chores
He runs both ways to all the stores
He works up an appetite that way
Roly Poly
plays her radio up loud
If I was sad, well, I'm happy now
And it feels so good to know
I got you where you belong
Here in my heart, right by my side
plays
Keep up, silhouettes, contours, plays
Keep up, silhouettes, contours, plays
Keep up, silhouettes, contours, plays
Laws of reality work different
a hearty dinner
It takes lots of strength to run and play (yes, yes)
Pulls up weeds and does the chores
And he runs both ways top all the stores
He works
your hat up
Shout a few hoorays
Cause you can't hold back
You're a jumpin' jack
When the sweet potato piper plays
Though it's not a magic flute
Don't hang on to my heart and say bye-bye
I used to be the one that you could call on
Now you like to play around, hit me up on what went wrong
apart, though the miles can't measure distance
Worlds apart on a rainy afternoon
But the road gets dirty and it offers no resistance
So turn your amp up
on the roof again
Watchin' the sparklers dance and play
Up on the roof again
Please don't take my ladder away
The jones it likes to call my name
Ain't got no
Rock that shi homie!
Jet set on my radio
Turn it up hit play
Get crazy, yo!
Yeah
A chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom chick-a-doom
That's the joint, that's the jam
Turn that shit up, play it again
That's the joint, that's
And the games people play
People walkin' up to you
They're singin' 'Glory Hallelujah'
And they're tryin' to sock it to you
In the name of the Lord
They
A flower for your vanity, a penny for your thoughts
About the world's insanity and how we've gotten lost
Strike up the band to play a song as we go
A flower for your vanity
A penny for your thoughts
About the world's insanity
And how we've gotten lost
Strike up the band to play a song
As we
to play
Counterpoint every yesterday.
Swiftly up and down I hasten and
Chasten my fingers and heart to play.
Round, round, round a melody
Round,
at our face
Saying, "Wake up, you need to make money," yeah
We used to play pretend, give each other different names
We would build a rocket ship
friend here is a D-J,(Hey, hey)
He knows what we like,(Like)
He plays our break it and he plays up all night,(Hey)
Yeah
He plays up all night
the same
Win or lose, either up or down
Play, baby, play one more game
Won't you stay for another round?
Dress up to pretend, the charade never ends
to make a living you got to put on a good show
When he'd smell the smoke and the cinders
Slick back his hair, opened up his case
Play Cherokee Fiddle,
your hat up
Shout a few hoorays
Cause you can't hold back
You're a jumpin' jack
When the sweet potato piper plays
Though it's not a magic flute
to make a living you got to put on a good show
When he'd smell the smoke and the cinders
Slick back his hair, opened up his case
Play Cherokee Fiddle,
yuh brains we nuh play
Some pagan dem stand up inna di way
Gone are da days
When they use to have we like slave
Steppin up to anotha stage
These
Turn it up, let it play a sad, sad serenade
Sad serenade (Serenade, hey hey)
The more you love, the more it hurts
When it ends, when it's over
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