I’m cruising down the street,
listenin’ to the music play,
grooving to the beat,
and feeling what they say.
I gotta watch my speed,
it wants to match the groove,
because I feel the need
to move, Move, MOVE!
I check my mirror for The Man
’cause the pull is just too strong.
I’m gonna give it all I can –
this feeling’s beyond right and wrong.
Sometimes it’s just about finding the right pace
for those little accompaniments to life’s rat race.
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