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I was going to a party
it was the middle of the night
my people said come over
because this party's out of sight
coming 'round the corner
that's when I heard the band
my booty started shaking
and then that shit got out of hand
it was wall to wall
with party people in the place to be
I quickly looked around and very soon I found
the only real male figure was me
there was a big brass band
breaking beats that make you drop so low
and here's a little secret I'll share
throw your hands in the air
'cause guess what?
you're at that show!
before the night was over
the bass began to boom
the floor, it started cracking
from all the dancing in the room
I grabbed a couple ladies
and we took it to the streets
the house began to crumble
as we danced off to the beats
it was wall to wall
with party people in the place to be
I quickly looked around and very soon I found
the only real male figure was me
there was a big brass band
breaking beats that make your booty drop slow
and here's a little secret I'll share
throw your hands in the air
'cause guess what?
you're at that show!
I was going to a party (what time is it?)
it was the middle of the night (let's crash that shit)
my people said come over (we need ten beers)
because this party's out of sight (I mean right here)
coming 'round the corner (real sound)
that's when I heard the band (I said, real sound)
my booty started shaking (keep fucking that chicken)
and then that shit got out of hand (sorry 'bout that)
Fredericksburg!
credits
from
Real Sound, track
released 30 April 2010
Written by Lars Holmstrom
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