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All Mixed Up
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You've got to trust your instinct
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And let go of regret
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You've got to bet on your self now star
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'Cause that's your best bet
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Watch me now with a wicked and wild and I said
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We come with the funky style that gets us known for the show
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And we'll mix the hip hop reggae if we say it is so
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And fuck the naysayers cause they don't mean a thing
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'Cause this is what style we bring
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Now it's morning but last night's on my mind
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There's something I need to get off my chest
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And no matter what may come to shine
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The dream will always be mine
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All mixed up, you don't know what to do
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Next thing you turn around and find the person is you
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Thought a freak might be the thing
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But the first could be the last, so just get off of your ass
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All mixed up, you don't know what to do
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Next thing you turnaround and find the person is you
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Thought a freak might be the thing
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But you know this will pass, so just get off of your ass
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You've got to trust your instinct
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And let go of regret
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You've got to bet on yourself now star
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`Cause that's your best bet
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Watch me now with a wicked and wild and I said
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Sick sick bit got to have it
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Like bustin' in on a session but you got to call it quits
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Sick sick bit just can't quit
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Fact that you don't even know makes it fully legit
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Now it's morning but last night's on my mind
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There's something I need to get off my chest
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And no matter may come to shine
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The dream will always be mine
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You keep me coming,
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That is a gal that'll kill 'dem stunning
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You keep me coming,
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That is a gal that'll kill 'dem stunning
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You keep me coming,
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That is a gal that'll kill dem stunning
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You keep me coming,
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That is a gal that'll kill dem stunning
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You make me nervous, throat dry
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My brain is empty, don't know why
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But I saw you doing something
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Which is really truly nothing
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But you could bust me out all day
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Many moons since first I saw you
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Many moons since first we did the do
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Many moons since first I saw you
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Many moons since first we did the do
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And why did I try when I knew it was no and
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Why did I try when I say it was so
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But save it for late we should just let it skate
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'Cause the waiting feel is fine
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