The Social Experiment - Tap Dance Lyrics
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Tap Dance
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What Are The Lyrics For Tap Dance By The Social Experiment?
One foot in the door, one foot in the grave
One stepped on the floor, two stepped out the way Two glares up at one, whatcha wanna say? One stares back at two, two is unafraid Two steps up the stair, two steps out the way One smiles back at two, now this shit's a race Now they're skippin' steps, reps just get replaced One-two one-one trip, something's in the way Tap dance Syncopate Tap dance Syncopate, simulate, demonstrate tend to intimidate, wait Tap dance Innovate, indicate, strategize, then you can syndicate One is ashamed, crushed, ready to run back Two looks to One, like, listen for once, that Fall ain't your fault, dog, that was just one step Always a tall wall, ladders and small steps That's why you got me, leap, shuffle ball, step We gone play leap frog. Paradiddle. Rep Paradiddle. Rep. Single then both step One-two, one-two, one-two, one-two, step One-two, one-two, step One-two, one-two I one-two, step, one-two I one-two, step, one-two One-two, one-two, step One-two, one-two, step one Tap dance When you tap dance Tap dance When you tap dance Tap dance Tap dance Tap dance Tap dance Tap dance Tap dance Tap dance Tap dance One-two, one-two, one-two, one-two, one-two One-two, one-two, one-two, one-two, one-two One-two, step One-two, step One-two ah! One-two, step One-two, step One-two, step One-two, one-two, one-two, one-two |
Who Wrote Tap Dance By The Social Experiment?
Jason Beck, Alex Ridha
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What's The Duration Of The Tap Dance By The Social Experiment?The duration of Tap Dance is 3:49 minutes and seconds. |
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