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Fitz & The Tantrums

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Grab your friends and your mothers and your bros
Grab yourself a drink, let your body get low
Shake it like a sister, like a brother, like whoa
Let the bass take you low, low, low, low

The sinners, the preachers, the outcasts you know
Put 'em all together, yeah, you know how it goes
Left right, left right, walking alone
He said, she said, telephone

There's no other, my love
Us together, so good
There's no other, my love
I surrender

Put your hands up in the sky like
Nah, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Put your hands up in the sky like
Nah, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah

Wide awake, wide awake, take my hand
Tell me something sweet while I'm eating out the palm of your hand
Write it down right in the sand
Let it wash away like

There's no other, my love
Us together, so good
There's no other, my love
I surrender

Put your hands up in the sky like
Nah, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Put your hands up in the sky like
Nah, nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah
Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah

OK OK OK, let's dance another way
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OK OK OK, let's dance another way
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