[Chorus:]
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When I wake up from a full night of sleep,
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I put my best foot forward indeed,
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And as the colors begin to sink,
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They seem to say to me, C'mon,
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[x4:] C'mon, C'mon, ya gotta put me on, (You gotta put me on)
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[Verse 1:]
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Ever since I first arrived here,
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I've been, on the run like an eye tear,
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And it, took me a while to get my life steered,
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But now I'm in the moment,
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While I reside here,
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Yeah,
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That's why I coordinate with my gear,
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So you could feel the Feng Shui, soon as I'm near,
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Yeah,
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And people have the nerve to say that I'm weird?
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But you just in a box,
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So get your mind clear,
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Yeah, Yeah,
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That good music man, we gotta hear,
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So we could get the vibe high, like a light gear,
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Or maybe,
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Fly high like five deer,
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Call me Santa Claus,
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When I come through I gotta put 'em on...
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[Voice (Echo):]
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On...
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I gotta put 'em on...
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 2:]
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Well, ever since I was eleven,
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I have, found heaven in my self expression,
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Hah,
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Nope, my childhood I never left it,
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Yes, I'm still a big kid, though I never stress it,
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Yet, memory is ever lastin,
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So, I make moves with a special method,
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That, allow my dreams to get manifested,
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So your plastic Promise Land, no, I can't accept it,
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Hah,
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This life I lead is a very blessed one,
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So, that's why fans have many questions,
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Hah,
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Yet, I still leave any guessin,
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I'm an artist so I gotta have a bad collection,
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I put 'em on...
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[Voice (Echo):]
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I put'em on...
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[Chorus x2]
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[x4:] C'mon, C'mon, ya gotta put me on, (You gotta put me on)
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[x4:] You gotta put me on...
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Put Me On
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| B.O.B. |
