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hop on a plane and went.
O-kay, I hear it's very nice.
It is, it is.
When the sun goes down
The tide goes out
The people gather 'round
What good is sitting, alone in your room?
Come hear the music play
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaret
Put down the knitting,
When they begin the beguine
It brings back the sound of music so tender
It brings back a night of tropical splendor
It brings back a memory ever
more, what?
Come, Mr. DJ, won't you turn di music up?
It goes one by one, even two by two
Everybody on di floor let me show you how we do
Let's go,
and your going places
We are the vegetables
We are the vegetables
We are the vegetables
We are the vegetables
Some music is playing by metal gazers
what
Come Mr. DJ won't you turn the music up
It goes one by one even two by two
Everybody on the floor let me show you how we do
Lets go dip it low
cruising together
The music is played for love
Cruising is made for love
I love it when we're cruising together
Baby tonight belongs to us
All the sounds of the earth are like music
All the sounds of the earth are like music
The breeze is so busy it don't miss a tree
And an old weepin'
Whenever dark has fallen
You know the spirit of the party starts to come alive
Until the day is dawning
You can throw out all your blues and hit
There is no sense to it
Pure pounds and pence to it
They're so intense too makes me amazed
Don't want no music but, they're making you
sick with
infected by the sound
Oh, oh, stop, this beat is moving me
Hey Dr. DJ let the music take me underground
(Everybody in the club!)
Oh, oh, evacuate
better run or you miss the fun
Baby it won't be long
Hear that music
Hear that music
Well if you wanna know the way to go
Come help me while I sing my
to the music
When the wind is strummin' a sagebrush guitar
When over yonder hill the moon is climbin'
It always finds me wishin' on a star
Well whatta ya
away my life or something drastic
But all I want to do is play-ay-ay
Well that's been my kinda life my kinda life
(Yes and I like it)
Well that's
Don't stop dancing to the music
Just let the music make you high
We've got rhythm, you can use it
Don't let this feeling pass you by, by, by
What good is sitting, alone in your room?
Come hear the music play
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaret
Put down the knitting,
the DJ, and saw who it is
They said, "Make the music with your mouth, Biz!"
[Chorus]
It may look and sound easy doing the human beat box
But it's
By the way the land is layin?
I think I?d be safe in sayin?
That over the next hill we?ll be home
It?s a straight and narrow highway
No detours
Do you believe in magic?
In a young girls heart
How the music can free her
Whenever it starts
And it's magic
If the music is groovy
brings me 'round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Oh no, no, no
And this is what I should have said
Well, I thought it, but I kept
the spice of life
A little music and some candlelight
Put passion in control
And let the lovin' flow
All night we'll taste the spice of life
Keep it
of the earth are like music.
The breeze is as busy, it don't miss a tree.
And a little ol' weepin' willow is laughin' at me. She said
Oh, what a beautiful
no rules
I just let the purple music tell my body what to do
And I'm high, so high
Every subject, any key
Purple music can't be judged, it
The birds, fish and the things that creep
Mankind, God's biggest feat
I'm falling down the well and drinking at Bethel
I long to be like the Song of Songs
I
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