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My Place Or Yours
03:12
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But we'll make you shake your ass tonight,
My place or yours? Come inside and lock the doors.
My place or yours? On the bed and on the floors.
My place or yours? Come inside and lock the doors.
My place or yours? On the bed and on the floors.
Lets see ya get down, and move to the floor.
How can you get low, when your movin that slow?
Just do "Da Dip" now and bounce on the ground, get on the floor.
Hit the town, and head to the club,
Lets see ya shake it down, and show us your stuff,
And take your first now, swing it in the air, your fuckin' xtuffx.
But we'll make you shake your ass tonight,
My place or yours? Come inside and lock the doors.
My place or yours? On the bed and on the floors.
My place or yours? Come inside and lock the doors.
My place or yours? On the bed and on the floors.
My place or yours? Come inside and lock the doors.
My place or yours? On the bed and on the floors.
My place or yours? Come inside and lock the doors.
My place or yours? * Tongue Roll *
(Drew bust a sweet sax solo)
Awwwwwwwwww, Yeahhhhhhhh!!!!
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2. |
Make A Difference
01:31
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Punk band punk band playin' at the show,
Punk kid punk kid probably wont go.
It's only 5 bucks but you aint got the dough,
you'd rather buy a 40, and a couple lines of blow.
Ska band ska band playin' at the show,
Rude boy? rude girl? Pick it up, go.
All we have is friends, and no one else goes,
keep the scene alive, keep dancin' at the shows.
Punk kid, ska kid, will you ever go?
Punk kid, ska kid, to another show?
See you at the door with 5 in your hand,
keep dancing in the pit and watch the fucking bands.
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3. |
Back Pack Pants
01:50
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Back Pack Pants
Back Pack Pants
Back Pack Pants
Back Pack Pants
Back Pack Pants
Back Pack Pants
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Ska Into Gold
02:32
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Your band hates mine, should we hate you?
We dont play the same genre as you.
This might be, hard to except,
It might take, a little intellect,
If i were you, I'd put some money on this bet,
We're turning ska into gold, ska into...
All day long, you hate hate hate,
And all year long you, judge judge judge.
Screams, drop d chords just give us a nudge,
To write better music.
What is wrong with our scene today?
We give you fliers and you throw them away!
Not long ago, things were a different way,
We'd go to all the shows.
Hip Hop and rock, young and old,
There's the story and now you've been told.
All day long, you hate hate hate,
And all year long you, judge judge judge.
Screams, drop d chords just give us a nudge,
To write better music.
Ska into gold, ska into gold,
Writing better music turning ska into gold.
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