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Saliva Miscellaneous Raise Up Straight out the poorhouse eating lobster for breakfast Two new tour buses, cause my voice is infectious Now the super models never call me a sexist I got the new style that is leaving them breathless I'm a born entertainer, coming straight out of Memphis And if Elvis was alive, even he would admit this I'm all over the world, using you as a witness Test my drive, sweetie, cause my hunger's relentless Raise up, what you wanna do? What you wanna do? What you wanna do? C'mon, c'mon Raise up, what you wanna do? What you wanna do? What you wanna do? What you gonna do? Raise up, raise up Everybody get together, take your hands and raise up Raise up, raise up Everybody get together don't be afraid to raise up To all the fans sittin up in the stands We got some mad love When we come to see you again What We're comin down And we're bringing some friends So get your ass up to the stage And we can let the damn thing begin. Cause I'm back again, and I came to wind and I came to move you So strike up the band, and raise up your hands I wanna feel it moving through you Raise up, what you wanna do? What you wanna do? What you wanna do? C'mon, c'mon Raise up, what you wanna do? What you wanna do? What you wanna do? What you gonna do? Raise up, raise up Everybody get together, take your hands and raise up Raise up, raise up Everybody get together don't be afraid to raise up |
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