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it's a way, it's a way
outcome outcome
and do it it's a get on care

now when you get on to the center
it's action action
you're through with thoughts again

no no you never want to answer your phone call phone call
nobody gets a say but you're old school old school
get in it's way, the outcome out
your little fingers in the air oh yeah, now you can ring again

next pay, no way, soft spot, cold heart
the clip around the beggars you care
go with the pleasure and the privilege
it's satisfaction, you're through with thoughts again

you got to get on to the center
it's action action
you're ever just as calling, the chain reaction
get in it's way, the outcome you'll know
the enters little nettle to dares and lettin' him again

your mama baba mm baby
but give the dog a bone
you better stroke my strewn daddy
your little miss is home, c'mon

so some of us are sleepin' enough, too much to think about it
we want a hip-up and hop, we wanna shake it
dreamin' in a room and give up, that's what you're all about
somebody tip the scale!

and do thoughts a get on care
you're through with thoughts again
and do it thoughts a get to when
your little fingers in the air

ow!
it's a way, it's a way   outcome outcome   and do it it's a get on care      now when you get on to the center   it's action action   you're through with thoughts again      no no you never want to answer your phone call phone call   nobody gets a say but you're old school old school   get in it's way, the outcome out   your little fingers in the air oh yeah, now you can ring again      next pay, no way, soft spot, cold heart   the clip around the beggars you care   go with the pleasure and the privilege   it's satisfaction, you're through with thoughts again      you got to get on to the center   it's action action   you're ever just as calling, the chain reaction   get in it's way, the outcome you'll know   the enters little nettle to dares and lettin' him again      your mama baba mm baby   but give the dog a bone   you better stroke my strewn daddy   your little miss is home, c'mon      so some of us are sleepin' enough, too much to think about it   we want a hip-up and hop, we wanna shake it   dreamin' in a room and give up, that's what you're all about   somebody tip the scale!      and do thoughts a get on care   you're through with thoughts again   and do it thoughts a get to when   your little fingers in the air      ow!