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shit I didn't expect to see in a Quincy Jones thread
― master of nuggets (Neanderthal), donderdag 5 december 2019 5:59
shit like... that?
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
Do it, do it
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
― breastcrawl, Thursday, 5 December 2019 08:12 (four years ago) link
one year passes...