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 Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 5:44 pm
.:Snaps his fingers and holds the mic up to his mouth:.
Tonight I wanna give it all to you.
In the darkness. There's so much I wanna do. Yeah.
Tonight I wanna lay by your feet.
'Cause girl, I was made for you and girl, you were made for me.
I was made for lovin' you baby, you were made for lovin' me
and I can't get enough of you baby, can you get enough of me?
I was made for lovin' you baby, you were made for lovin' me
and I can't get enough of you baby, can you get enough of me?
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 5:45 pm
Come follow me, come follow me, come follow me this sunny day-ay!
Come follow me, come follow me, come follow me this sunny day!
Come follow me, come follow me, come follow me this sunny day...
All the people on the beach, start raving this way!
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 5:46 pm
Live and direct, busy again.
Let there be rhythm, let there be fun.
We're just warming up to rock the groove.
On our journey of sound we gonna make you move.
You know what I mean.
In search for something like the next tomorrow
I've got a suggestion and I need you to follow.
Hands up! Hands up!
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 5:47 pm
This is the voice from outer space,
responsible rhythm for the human race.
No return, no regret but resurrection.
We shout it out loud to get a reaction.
Jump all up, keep it up to the top.
That was then but this is now.
What a wonderful day just let yourself go.
Hands up! Hands up!
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 5:48 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 5:48 pm
.:Gasps for air and downs a Poland Spring water bottle:.
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 5:49 pm
Get off your shirts and wait for further instructions
Starting the "microphone business" I've got one message for the next decade.
Move Your a**!
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 5:50 pm
Come on!
Keep it up!
MOVE YOUR a**!
MOVE YOUR a**!
MOVE YOUR a**!
MOVE YOUR a**!
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 5:51 pm
Ravers unite!!!
Maximum respect to the whole European posse! Make some noise!!!
Ravers of the Universe...you, keep the spirit alive!
Come on! Come on!...Hardcore!!!
Sing it...Yeah-ay! Yeah-ay! Yeah-ay! Yeah-ay!!
Alright, come on po-sse, you've gotta keep it up!
Come on, party, you've gotta move!
Alright, come on po-sse, you've gotta keep it up!
Come on, party...Move Your a**!
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 5:51 pm
::sits where he can't see her and watches still:: heart
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 5:53 pm
Last night my little dancer, came dancing to my door
Last night my little angel, came pumping on the floor
She said, 'oh come on baby! I got a license for love!
...and if it expires, PRAY HELP FROM ABOVE!!!'..because,
In the midnight hour, she cried more! more! more!
With a rebel yell, she cried More! More! More!...Wow!
In the midnight hour babe...More! More! More!
With a rebel yell! More! More! More!...More, more, more!
She don't like slavery...she won't sit and beg.
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 5:54 pm
But when I'm tired and lonely, she sees me to bed.
What set you free, and brought you to me, babe?
What set you free!? I need you here by me...because
In the midnight hour, she cried More! More! More!
With a rebel yell, she cried more! more! more!...Wow!
In the midnight hour babe! More! More! More!
With a rebel yell...More! More! More!...More, more, more!
I'll walk the ward, for you babe...
A thousand miles for you...
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 5:54 pm
Reno Winchester Last night my little dancer, came dancing to my door Last night my little angel, came pumping on the floor She said, 'oh come on baby! I got a license for love! ...and if it expires, PRAY HELP FROM ABOVE!!!'..because, In the midnight hour, she cried more! more! more! With a rebel yell, she cried More! More! More!...Wow! In the midnight hour babe...More! More! More! With a rebel yell! More! More! More!...More, more, more! She don't like slavery...she won't sit and beg.
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 5:56 pm
Rough bad on the case, I wanna hit your face.
Music that's the law, we're gonna rock the place.
Come on! We start it right, so posse hold on tight.
Now that's the score, so can you see the light? Yeah!
Turn it up! Yeah!
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 5:57 pm
Yes, turn up that blaster, I wanna see you faster.
Movin' to the bass that's gonna hit your face.
Talking 'bout love and peace that?s what we need.
Unity instead of fight. Come on and reunite!
Let it roll!
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