1986 Shit

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Don't fight the feeling, feeling, feeling Ooooh oooh Roll up a philly, philly, philly [Verse 1:] Pink Flamingos, passion fruit Pitch black Ray-Bans Italian suits No socks, top down but there's no you I'm missing you I- I- I- I'm missing you, I'm missing you You make me smile You make me feel like I'm the only one (Only one) [Pre-Chorus:] I lose track of time When I'm with you (when I'm with you) You stay on my mind, I got to make it back Home to you [Chorus:] I gotta get back, back, back Gotta get back, back, back Inside of my D-D-D DeLorean, DeLorean, DeLorean So I'm changing the station Taking it back to Showtime Synergy G-Give me that ninety-eighty Nine-nine-Ninetine-eighty six shit Give me that ninety-eighty Nine-nine-Ninetine-eighty six shit Showtime Synergy Ninety-eighty Ninety-eighty six shit Gimme that Roll up a philly, philly, philly Get them drinks up in the air In the club tonight Turn up Armani suits and rock cocaine like Miami Vice Turn up, turn up You make me smile You make me feel like I'm the only one (Only one) [Chorus:] I gotta get back, back, back Gotta get back, back, back Inside of my D-D-D DeLorean, DeLorean, DeLorean So I'm changing the station Taking it back to Showtime Synergy G-Give me that ninety-eighty Nine-nine-Ninetine-eighty six shit Give me that ninety-eighty Nine-nine-Ninetine-eighty six shit Showtime Synergy Ninety-eighty Ninety-eighty six shit Gimme that Showtime Synergy Roll up a philly, philly, philly Get them drinks up in the air In the club tonight (and I) Turn up (turn up) Armani suits and rock cocaine like Miami Vice (ooh yeah) Turn up, turn up
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