Sanoja: S Club 7. Move It.
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C'mon pretty baby let's a-move it and a-groove it
Stand, jump, clap your hands
Well, shake baby shake, but honey please don't lose it
Dance, dance, do a rock 'n' roll dance
This rhythm that gets into your heart and soul
Rhythm and blues and a whole lotta soul
Let me tell you people it's called rock 'n' roll
They say it's gonna die, but honey please let's face it
Well, they just don't know what's a going to replace it
Ballads and calypsos have got nothing on
Real country music that just drives along
Honey move it
C'mon pretty baby let's a-move it and a-groove it
Stand, jump, clap your hands
Well, dance honey dance, baby please don't lose it
Dance, dance, do a rock 'n' roll dance
It's all over town there's a brand new beat
Come on everybody, gotta get on your feet
And it's a hangin' in the air like the Mississippi heat
There's fireflies in the nite 'n' bullfrogs croakin'
Oh baby, here comes the train an' boy is she smokin'
Headed out from New Orleans an' clear to L.A
You better get ready it's a brand new day
Well, ballads and calypsos have got nothing on
Real country music that just drives along
Move it
Stamp, clap your hands
Move it
Stamp, clap your hands
Move it
Stamp, clap your hands
Move it
Stamp, clap your hands
C'mon pretty baby let's a-move it and a-groove it
Stand, jump, clap your hands
Well, shake baby shake, but honey please don't lose it
Dance, dance, do a rock 'n' roll dance
This rhythm that gets into your heart and soul
Rhythm and blues and a whole lotta soul
Let me tell you people it's called rock 'n' roll
They say it's gonna die, but honey please let's face it
Well, they just don't know what's a going to replace it
Ballads and calypsos have got nothing on
Real country music that just drives along
Honey move it
C'mon pretty baby let's a-move it and a-groove it
Stand, jump, clap your hands
Well, dance honey dance, baby please don't lose it
Dance, dance, do a rock 'n' roll dance
It's all over town there's a brand new beat
Come on everybody, gotta get on your feet
And it's a hangin' in the air like the Mississippi heat
There's fireflies in the nite 'n' bullfrogs croakin'
Oh baby, here comes the train an' boy is she smokin'
Headed out from New Orleans an' clear to L.A
You better get ready it's a brand new day
Well, ballads and calypsos have got nothing on
Real country music that just drives along
Move it
Stamp, clap your hands
Move it
Stamp, clap your hands
Move it
Stamp, clap your hands
Move it
Stamp, clap your hands