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Beck - Where It's At lyrics
There's a destination a little up the road From the habitations and the towns we know A place we saw the lights turn low The jig-saw jazz and the get-fresh flow Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts Two turntables and a microphone Bottles and cans just clap your hands just clap your hands Where it's at! I got two turntables and a microphone Where it's at! I got two turntables and a microphone Where it's at! I got two turntables and a microphone Where it's at! (with robot vocal effect)I got two turntables and a microphone (Take me home with my elevator bones!) (That was a good drum break) Pick yourself up off the side of the road With your elevator bones and your whip-flash tones Members only hypnotizers Move through the room like ambulance drivers Shine your shoes with your microphone blues Hirsutes with parachuits fruits Passing the dutchie from coast to coast Let the man get Wilson; wanna rock the most now Where it's at! I got two turntables and a microphone Where it's at! I got two turntables and a microphone (Man spoken "What about those who swing both ways? AC/DC's) Two turntables and a microphone Two turntables and a microphone Two turntables and a microphone Two turntables and a microphone Two turntables and a microphone Two turntables and a microphone Where it's at! I got two turntables and a microphone Where it's at! I got two turntables and a microphone (Oh, dear me. Make-out City's a two-horse town) (girl spoken: "That's beautiful, Dad!") (Got my microphone...) There's a destination a little up the road From the habitations and the towns we know A place we saw the lights turn low The jig-saw jazz and the get-fresh flow Pulling out jives and jamboree handouts Two turntables and a microphone Bottles and cans just clap your hands just clap your hands Where it's at! I got two turntables and a microphone Where it's at! I got two turntables and a microphone I got plastic on my mind (make it out, baby) Yeah, yeah, yeah Let's make it out, baby Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (scream) Telephone plastic baby Ahh, so good Oh, yeah Let's play good Ow, ow, ow, ow ---- from Marie-H. Haeck |
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