Bizarre Inc. - Playing with Knives Lyrics
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Playing with Knives
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What Are The Lyrics For Playing with Knives By Bizarre Inc.?
Gotta get up
Got to feel it moving Gotta get up Got to feel it moving Gotta get up Gotta get up Got to feel it moving Alright yeah, alright yeah Alright yeah, alright yeah Alright yeah, alright yeah Alright yeah, alright yeah Alright yeah Gotta get up Got to feel it moving Gotta get up Got to feel it moving Gotta get up Got to feel it moving Gotta get up Got to feel it moving Got to feel it moving Got to feel it moving Gotta get up Got to feel it moving Gotta get up Got to feel it moving Gotta get up Got to feel it moving Got to feel it moving Got to feel it moving Got to feel it moving Got to feel it moving Got to feel it moving Got to feel it moving Gotta get up Got to feel it moving Gotta get up Got to feel it moving Gotta get up Got to feel it moving Got to feel it moving Got to feel it Just dance and move your body Move your body (yeah) Move your body (yeah) Move your body (yeah) Move your body (yeah) Move your body (yeah) Move your body (yeah) Move your body (yeah) Move your body (yeah) Gotta get up (yeah) Gotta get up (yeah) Gotta get up (yeah) Got to feel it moving Got to feel it moving Gotta get up (yeah) Gotta get up (yeah) Gotta get up (yeah) Just dance and move your body Just dance and move your body |
Who Wrote Playing with Knives By Bizarre Inc.?
Dean Meredith, Andrew Meecham, Carl Turner
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