Turn it up just a little bit.
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Shake your thing like your momma did.
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Start it up take another trip.
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Say goodbye to the mother ship.
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It's been such a long time.
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You knew we were waiting in the wings.
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It feels like the right moment.
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As the circus comes to town there ain't no one else around.
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Move on down just a little bit.
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On the edge get a better grip.
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Keep it right on a precipice.
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Shake your thing like your momma did.
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It's been such a long time.
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You knew we were waiting in the wings.
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It feels like the right moment.
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As the circus comes to town there ain't no one else around.
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We're at the crossroads...
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It's been a cold lonely winter.
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If we don't jump the train you know we turn our backs forever.
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Here we go!
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[Instrumental]
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Turn it up just a little bit.
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Play it loud like your papa did.
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Start it up take another trip.
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Don't look back from the mother ship.
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It's been such a long time.
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You knew we were waiting in the wings.
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It feels like the right moment.
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As the circus comes to town...
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As the circus comes to town there ain't no one else around.
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As the circus comes to town...
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Shake your thing! [x2] Turn it up! [x2]
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Shake your thing like your momma did.
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Turn it up! [x2] Start it up! [x2]
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As the circus comes to town...
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Shake your thing! [x2]
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Shake Your Thing
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