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Men Without Hats - I Got the Message lyrics
I got the message and the message is clear, I really really really really wish you were here. It was written of the back of carton d'allumettes, It said I don't really miss you but i haven't tried yet. I got the message and the message is proof, There really is a thing they call the rhythm of youth. It will pick you up and it will make you wiggle this way, Et c'est facile a dire and it's easy to say. It's mine, not yours. Get down, on all fours. It's long and hard, this road to Mars. I have done a good thing, I got you going, Everybody's moving, watch out, it's showing. I have done a good thing, I got you dancing and everbody's happy. I have done a good thing, I got you moving. Everybody's dancing, They're really grooving. I have done a good thing (dansez modeme) And everybody's happy. I got the message and the message is clear, I really really really really wish you were here. It was written of the back of carton d'allumettes, It said I don't really miss you but i haven't tried yet. I got the message and the message is proof, There really is a thing they call the rhythm of youth. It will pick you up and it will make you wiggle this way, Et c'est facile a dire and it's easy to say. C'est moi, c'est toi. C'est nous, c'est cool. C'est long, c'est dur. Frappons nos tetes contre les murs. I have done a good thing, I got you going, Everybody's moving, it's really showing. I have done a good thing, I got you dancing, everbody's happy. I have done a good thing, I got you moving. Everybody's dancing, It's really groovy. I have done a good thing (dansez modeme) And everybody's happy. I got the message and the message is clear, I really really really really wish you were here. It was written of the back of carton d'allumettes, It said I don't really miss you but i haven't tried yet. I got the message and the message is proof, There really is a thing they call the rhythm of youth. It will pick you up and it will make you wiggle this way, Et c'est facile a dire and it's easy to say. It's mine, not yours. Get down, on all fours. It's long and hard, this road to Mars. |
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