| There’s a funky feelin'
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| In my bones, in my bones
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| In my bones, I got that funky feelin'
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| And I don’t wanna feel it
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| On my own, on my own
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| What-a-do
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| There’s a constant tappin'
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| In my toes, in my toes
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| In my toes, I get this tappin' feelin'
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| Got to tell you somethin'
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| I don’t know, I don’t know
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| What-a-do
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| If there’s a thing you wanna get right
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| Then now’s the time to get that funky feelin' right
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| If there’s a thing you wanna get right
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| Then get the boogie in your bones all through the night
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| Be my rush, be my crush, be my fantasy
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| Get my blush, feel my touch, baby, you can see
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| There’s a pressin' question
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| On your lips, on your hips
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| On your lips, you got some kind of question
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| Like you got somethin' to say, ha! |
| Ha! |
| Ha
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| It’s a question I could answer
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| With some… with some kiss
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| What-a-do
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| There’s a kind of magic
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| In your smile, in your smile
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| In your smile, I found some kind of magic
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| Kinda thing I wanna
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| Stay a while, stay a while
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| What-a-do
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| If there’s a thing you wanna get right
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| Then now’s the time to get that funky feelin' right
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| If there’s a thing you wanna get right
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| Then get the boogie in your bones all through the night
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| Now I got this feelin' in my…
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| Be my rush, be my crush, be my fantasy
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| Get my blush, feel my touch, baby, you can see
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| Now’s the time to get that funky feelin' on me
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| So use it up, wear it out, oh
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| Now I got this feelin' in my…
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| Be my rush, be my crush, be my fantasy
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| Get my blush, feel my touch, baby, you can see
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| Now’s the time to get that funky feelin' on me
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| So use it up, wear it out, oh
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| Now I got this feelin' in my bones
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| I been obsessin' 'bout the present
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| Ever since I adolescent
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| Down the edge of queen and crescent
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| And you got me incandescent
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| 'Cause now you got me guessin'
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| If it’s me you love or Djesse
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| Do you wanna make me crazy or what?
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| And you don’t know nothin' of my struggle
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| You think I’m in a bubble
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| And I ain’t got nothin' to say
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| I ain’t got nothin' to say
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| No way, not today
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| So come again another day
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| I’m speakin' Spanish, English, Mandarin
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| Little French for the bougie hoes in mansions
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| Reach in, gotta fish for the compliments
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| Missin' is a whole lot of baggage
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| Messin' with me is tragic
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| You a whole fan bandwagon
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| Black girl, black girl magic
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| Hey, hey, hey, what’s happenin'?
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| I’d never expect you to realize you’re free
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| That the powers that be are just the powers you see around you
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| Only as powerful as the truth you’ve told
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| Every span of concentration
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| In the idea cultivation
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| Every adding decoration
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| To the shores of deprivation, whoa
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| I’d never expect you to realize you’re free
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| That the powers that be are just the powers you see around you
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| Only as powerful as the truth you’ve told
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| No more imitation
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| Be my inspiration
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| Find a meditation
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| Tintinnabulation
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| Be my rush, be my crush, be my fantasy
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| Get my blush, feel my touch, baby, you can see
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| Now’s the time to get that funky feelin' on me
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| So use it up, wear it out, oh
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| Now I got this feelin' in my…
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| Be my rush, be my crush, be my fantasy
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| Get my blush, feel my touch, baby, you can see
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| Now’s the time to get that funky feelin' on me
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| So use it up, wear it out
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| Use it up, wear it out
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| Use it up, wear it out, oh
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| Now I got this feelin' in…
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| Now I got this feelin' in…
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| Now I got this funky feelin' in my…
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| Bones |