You’ve got something in the way you move
You’ve got something in the way you move
When you’re spinning like a record
Oh you’re right in the groove

Little girl, shake like a washing machine
Little girl, shake like a washing machine
With your long brown hair and
Your faded blue jeans

All the boys have got an eye on you
All the boys have got an eye on you
Moving side to side and
All around the room

You’ve got me reeling, caught up in your charm
You’ve got me reeling, caught up in your charm
Oh you’re burning so hot
I think I hear the fire alarm

Baby what are you trying to do
I said baby what are you trying to do
You’ve got my head in a spin
Can’t stop watching you.

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