Into the cave where lust and love became one
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Where the round wound and the black bottom quiver
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Where the ivory gets tickles by cool black hands
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We create dance and melody
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Resounding
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Unpretentious spirit
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Oh that we are the leaders of tomorrow
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At a quarter past eleven they'll come running
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Caged but ever free
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To the sound of the drum and the runes on the wall
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We remember our heroes ex-per-ession
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Sassy
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Lester
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Billie
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Satch and the Duke
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Yes Lord, this is the place to be
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The Sugar Shack Prelude
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Teena Marie |