Yarin Primak

I love the way my body is moving to the beat
I love the way you're slowly getting close to me

I feel you dance around me no, I'm no discreet
I need you I'm not afraid to turn up the hit
Swallow me up, breath
Closer enemy

Yeah
Gal me love when yuh whine up yuh waist yeah
Gal me love when yuh whine up yuh waist

Gal me wah yuh fi bubble
Gal me wah yuh fi bubble
Gal me wah yuh fi sid dung
Gal me wah yuh fi sid dung

Gal me wah yuh fi set good set right
Pon the bike back yuh wull on tight
Sweet love all night make yuh moan and high like kite

Gal yuh never get a man so nice
Deh Ina life she no wah left my side
Love how she dash it like dice
She no wah me fi leave all night

Gal me wah yuh fi bubble
Gal me wah yuh fi bubble
Gal me wah yuh fi sid dung
Gal me wah yuh fi sid dung

Dah gal yah she bad G
Way she drop it like convict
Up Ina R Suhm like athlete
Swear dis a cause conflict

She no wah go home
No

She drop it like bomb
Miss little riding hood long
Dat grab me, wine to dis big song
Gal me wah yuh

Gal me wah yuh fi bubble
Gal me wah yuh fi bubble
Gal me wah yuh fi sid dung
Gal me wah yuh fi sid dung

Gal me wah yuh fi set good set right
Pon the bike back yuh wull on tight
Sweet love all night make yuh moan and high like kite

Gal yuh never get a man so nice
Deh Ina life she no wah left my side
Love how she dash it like dice
She no wah me fi leave all night

We're going back
Way back

We're going back to the old school
Way back in the day
Keep away from the outer wilds
To hear the music play

We're going back, back to the old school
Back, back to the old school
Going back, back to the old school

Get ready, get ready

You gave me love
You gave me ecstasy

Tell me when it's dark
I will be your light
It's steering up support
There's no end in sight

We're going back, back to the old school
Back, back to the old school
Going back, back to the old school
Back, back to the old school

Let's just be
Now move your body
'Cause everybody's
Gonna need somebody

We're going back, back to the old school

Never gonna get you
Never gonna catch me
Oh yeah

What's the thing called when you meet somebody
And you feel like you're walking on a cloud?
And every step you made all your life, wrong or right,
Led you to this place right here, right now?

You know, it's like when you're at work
And you said to yourself "you know,
I'm gonna have a good time and I'm gonna go out",
So you put on your favorite shoes
Or you put on your favorite jeans
And you get into the mood
And you pull up to the club,
And there's a long line but you don't care
Because you can get a thomp-thomp-thomp outside those doors.
And you get that feeling all over again
And you get that chill up your spine
Because the DJ is playing your favorite songs back to back
And you're not in yet, but soon you know you're gonna be.

Oh man, what's the feeling called again?

What's that feeling called, when finally you're in
And you're standing in the middle of the floor
And you open your arms real wide to accept those vibes,
All those positive vibes,
And your family's there and all those people
That experiencing the same thing that you are experiencing,
That moment in time?

What's that called again?

What's that called, when one minute you're on one side of the room
And the next minute you're on the other
And you're not quite sure how you got there
But you know somehow, someway, you travel through the sound
And you do some twists and some turns,
And next thing you know, you're upside-down and...

Oh man, what's that called again?

Whatever it is, I like it.
I like it a lot.

Man, what's that called,
When your heart starts beating faster and faster
And your feet keeps moving,
And you know you should sit down but you can't,
Because the DJ just started playing them Afro sounds,
You know, those Afro sounds with the bongos and congas and the shake-shake-shake?

Some people call it a blessing and some people call it a disease,
Because it spreads around like an epidemic, you know,
And it bring you to your knees
And there's no cure,
There's no remedy,
There's no pill you can pop to get rid of that rhythm,
That thing the flows through your blood.
And It's not gonna kill you,
It'll only make you breathe a little harder and live a little longer.

Vamos
Comigo

Feel ok
You make me feel ok
You make me feel ok
Feel ok, feel ok

Voy
Donde quiero
Con cualquiera
Donde sea
Papi voy

Asi asi
asi me gusta mi
Asi asi asi