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I'm Boo Boo from the T-Squad comin' straight at ya
I'll put it down so the beat is mad fat yeah
Boom goes the kick t-t the high hat yeah
Here comes the hook, you know it's gonna catch ya
Every time that I feel that bass, yeah!
My heart starts beating at a faster pace, a faster pace
So kick it back, and make some space
'Cuz the DJ keeps on making me fly
Get it together and get on the floor, oh yeah!
Bounce to the beat, it's what you came here for, what u came here for
Hear the drum that you can't ignore
'Cuz the the DJ keeps me touching the sky, touching the sky
All together, you know how we move, how we move
I want you, I want you
Flip, flip, flippin' over this groove
Flip, 'cuz this is how we do
Flip, we got the beat to make you move
Flip, now we flipping it over you

Flip, flip, flipping over this groove
Count to ten then we start again, start again
Don't stop dancing, never want it to end, don't let it end
Turn it up, don't ya comprehend?
That the DJ keeps on making me smile
It's a partyathon when you hear the song, hear the song
There's a certain something got it goin' on, goin' on
Kick back relax, it won't be long
'Cuz DJ's got my song, DJ's got my song
Feel the rhythm, can ya feel it?
Come on chant to the rhyme, chant that rhyme ya'll
Join the party, come on have a good time
All together you know how we move, how we move
I want you, I want you
Flip, flip, flippin' over this groove!
Flip, 'cuz this is how we do
Flip, we got the beat to make you move
Flip, now we flipping it over you
Flip, flip, flipping over this groove!
Now what would you do if I rhymed out of time?
If I tripped on the stage, forgot the next line?
Would you be cold would you treat me unkind?
Could I still call you a friend of mine?
'Cuz there are times when I don't have a clue, don't have a clue
Without my friends I don't know what I'd do, I don't what I'd do
I get by with a little help from my crew, from my crew
So come on now and show a little love for your Boo
Feel the rhythm, can ya feel it?
Come on chant to the rhyme, chant that rhyme ya'll
Join the party, come on have a good time
All together you know how we move, how we move
I want you, I want you
Flip, flip, flippin' over this groove
Flip, 'cuz this is how we do
Flip, we got the beat to make you move
Flip, now we flipping it over you
Flip, flip, flipping over this groove!

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Indiana's Murder by Death (formerly known as Little Joe Gould) layers the vocal sounds of an old saloon with the haunting strings of a Hungarian folk dance and the hard driving rhythms of pure rock 'n' roll, producing what Stuff magazine has called "lush, orchestrated songs," somehow simultaneously reminiscent of Johnny Cash and Radiohead. Added to that thick and intriguing sound are a series of dark and ironic lyrics, combining the mood and tone of Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds with the narrative force of The Decemberists or a short story by Nathaniel Hawthorne.

Read more about Murder by Death on Last.fm.


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