Here she comes ridin'
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Rollin' it down the line
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Slipin' and slidin'
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Takin' her sweet old time
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And laughin' all the way to the parking lot
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Knowin' in the back of her mind
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She's gonna show the boy what she's really got
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And stop him in the nick of time
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Shake it baby, shake it all you can tonight
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Go on and, and break 'em baby
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Break 'em all you can tonight
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'Cause it won't last forever
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But do it for worse or for better
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And give the boy somethin' to dream on later
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Here she comes slidin'
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Shakin' it down the hall
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She's got a picture in her locker
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An autographed basketball
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She's got a purse that was made in Mexico (Mexico)
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A mind that was made for love
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She's got a new way of dancin' slow
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She knows what you're thinkin' of
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Shake it baby, shake it all you can tonight
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Go on and, and break 'em baby
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Break 'em all you can tonight
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'Cause it won't last forever
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But do it for worse or for better
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And give the boy somethin' to dream on later
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It won't last forever
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But do it for worse or for better
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And give the boy somethin' to dream on later
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It won't last forever
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But do it for worse or for better
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And give the boy somethin' to dream on later
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Shake it baby, shake it all you can tonight
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Go on and, and break 'em baby
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Break 'em all you can tonight
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'Cause it won't last forever
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But do it for worse or for better
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And give the boy somethin' to dream on later
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Shake It
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| Iain Matthews |
