- Votes:
 - Genres:
 - Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
 - electronica
 - party
 - seen live
 
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Regurgitator - C'mon lyrics
I I, kickin with the hobo sound
 We we, lo-fi right down to the ground
 And and, good to see you do what you do
 Yeah yeah, see you swingin like a Danny Larue
 Uh uh, everybody bring it around
 We we, match it with you pound for pound
 Ooh ooh, make room cos we're comin to stay
 Everybody gettin funny like a Shawn McCay
 Ooh ooh, never ever short on the bass
 Ah ah, hit you like a slap in the face
 Yeah yeah, you know we aim to please
 Like a burger with cheese will give you heart disease
 Uh uh, I can tell you rock in it raw
 Now now, knock it down on the dance floor
 Ooh ohh, don't forget to come up for air
 All you blue-faced boogie junkies gimme the scare
 Uh uh, C'mon, c'mon ooh, c'mon, c'mon ah ah
 c'mon, c'mon ooh ooh, c'mon, c'mon
 Check check, someone tell me if we're coming through clear
 Yeah yeah, lean to let me chew on your ear
 Now now, pay mind if you've got it to spare
 Exit's here there and all over the where
 All all, dressed up but with no where to go
 Yo yo, shut the fuck up and get on with the show
 Uh uh, come again when you give me the what
 Replay, put your ten cent coin in the slot
 Bounce bounce, more bounce than the PT flea
 Bur bur(?), AD like Mr. Kinski
 Specie, disco only one of a kind
 Faeces, great show (?) yeah we're doing it fineRegurgitator - C'mon - http://motolyrics.com/regurgitator/cmon-lyrics.html
 Huh huh, quixotic like the word of Cervantes
 ... tell me can you hear the drums Hernandez
 ... he cuts the wax like a fuge fish
 That means he takes all care like a mohel at bris.
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 I, kickin with the hobo sound
 We, lo-fi right down to the ground
 And, good to see you do what you do
 Yeah, see you swingin like a Danny Larue
 Uh, everybody bring it around
 We, match it with you pound for pound
 Ooh, make room cos we're comin to stay
 Everybody gettin funny like a Shawn McCay
 Ooh, never ever short on the bass
 Ah, hit you like a slap in the face
 Yeah, you know we aim to please
 Like a burger with cheese will give you heart disease
 Uh, I can tell you rock in it raw
 Now, knock it down on the dance floor
 Ooh, don't forget to come up for air
 All you blue-faced boogie junkies gimme the scare
 ah ah, c'mon, c'mon yeah, c'mon, c'mon ah ah
 c'mon yeah, c'mon yeah yeah, c'mon, c'mon ah ah
 c'mon, c'mon yeah, c'mon, c'mon ah ah
 c'mon, c'mon eh eh, c'mon.












