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    Quincy Jones

    Stuff Like That

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    Добавлена 2 мая 2013 пользователем Миша

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    Walked in the joint
    They were lined up back to back
    Anything you can name, no shame
    Uh, uh, an' stuff like that
    Do it, do it, do it, do it
    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
    Before my eyes was the promise of paradise
    Is she real, can she feel, is she a dream
    If you know what I mean
    'Cause she was built out of stuff like that
    Do it, do it
    Stuff like that
    Do it, do it
    Stuff like that
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    Stuff like that
    I knew I was captured
    By the rhythm of the magic flute
    Pulling and urging me
    To taste the forbidden fruit
    And though I felt naive
    I did not want to leave, fever was in the air
    And all of us sudden and I didn't care
    And no reason why, I just had to testify
    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
    Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
    I knew I was captured
    By the rhythm of the magic flute
    Pulling and urging me
    To taste the forbidden fruit
    And though I felt naive
    I did want to play, fever was in the air
    And all of us sudden and I didn't care
    And no reason why, I just had to testify
    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
    Do it, do it
    Stuff like that
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    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
    I can't tell you, what I saw
    Made you one was it against the law
    It was not how you could you go
    Thought exactly how low
    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
    All of a sudden, I didn't care
    And no reason why, had to testify
    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
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    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
    What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
    Do it, do it
    Stuff like that
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