Saint Motel - Move Lyrics
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What Are The Lyrics For Move By Saint Motel?
Move
This man, this dutiful man has got this sense of devotion One look, one touch of a hand can set the spiral in motion I want it, can't have it Oh, I can hardly stand it Oh, what's a man to do? Gotta get up, I gotta get up Move Gotta get up, I gotta get up Move Gotta get up, I gotta get up Move Na na na na na na na now Gotta get up, I gotta get up Move Gotta get up, I gotta get up Move Gotta get up, I gotta get up Move Na na na na na na na now This girl, this beautiful girl with eyes the size of the ocean This man, this dutiful man has got this mixed up emotions I want it, can't have it Oh, I can hardly stand it Oh, what's a man to do? Gotta get up, I gotta get up Move Gotta get up, I gotta get up Move Gotta get up, I gotta get up Move Na na na na na na na now Gotta get up, I gotta get up Move Gotta get up, I gotta get up Move Gotta get up, I gotta get up Move Na na na na na na na now Head, shoulders, knees, toes Look alive, it's time to go Head, shoulders, knees, toes Look alive, it's time to go Head, shoulders, knees, toes Look alive, it's time to go Head, shoulders, knees, toes Look alive, it's time to go Gotta get up, I gotta get up Move Gotta get up, I gotta get up Move Gotta get up, I gotta get up Move Na na na na na na na now Gotta get up, I gotta get up Move Gotta get up, I gotta get up Move Gotta get up, I gotta get up Move Na na na na na na na now Na na na na na na na now Na na na na na na na now |
Who Wrote Move By Saint Motel?
A. J. Jackson, Aaron Sharp, Dak Lerdamornpong, Greg Erwin
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