lyrics
Look all the little girls they walk ‘round in tight pink dresses
Look at all the Little boys they dribble on the pavement
If you don’t believe in music, you’ll see none of that is true.
I'm tired of asking now what the hell is going on again,
Why’s everybody so confused and everyone is acting weird?
If you don’t believe in music, you’ll see none of that is true.
Wanna know, wanna know, wanna know why they’re grooving
Wanna know, wanna know, wanna know what the funk
Wanna taste, wanna hear, wanna move, wanna fear,
Wanna make, wanna give, wanna take, wanna live
Wanna know…What’s going on my mind?
We've been told many times, you have to stick together,
And I you want more information, we will give you more information
If you don’t believe in music, you’ll see none of that is true.
Wanna know, wanna know, wanna know why they’re grooving
Wanna know, wanna know, wanna know what the funk
Wanna taste, wanna hear, wanna move, wanna fear,
Wanna make, wanna give, wanna take, wanna live
Wanna know…What’s going on my mind? (x3)
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From Cádiz,
track released August 8, 2012
Recorded and Mastered at Studios 'Lo Suyo' (Cádiz, Spain).
® 2012 Attribution Non-commercial No Derivatives Rights Reserved.
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