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All Mixed Up letra


You've got to trust your instinct
And let go of regret
You've got to bet on yourself now, star
'Cause that's your best bet

Watch me now, with a wicked and wild
And I said come with the funky style that gets us known for the show
And we'll mix the hip-hop, reggae, if we say it is so
Fuck the naysayers, 'cause they don't mean a thing
'Cause this is what style we bring, and say

Now it's morning, but last night's on my mind
There's something I need to get off my chest
And no matter what may come to shine
The dream will always be mine

All-mixed-up, you don't know what to do
Next thing, you turn around and find the person is you
Thought a freak might be the thing
But the first could be the last, so just get off of your ass

All-mixed-up, you don't know what to do
Next thing, you turn around, find the person is you
Thought a freak might be the thing
But you know this will pass, so just get off of your ass

You've got to trust your instinct
And let go of regret
You've got to bet on yourself now, star
'Cause that's your best bet

Watch me now, with a wicked and wild, and I said
Sick, sick bit, got to have it
Like bustin' in on a session when you got to call it quits
Sick, sick bit, just can't quit
The fact that you don't even know makes it fully legit

Now it's morning, but last night's on my mind
There's something I need to get off my chest
And no matter what may come to shine
The dream will always be mine

Keep me coming
That is a gal that'll kill them stunning, oh, oh, oh
Keep me coming
That is a gal that'll kill them stunning, hey
Keep me coming
That is a gal that'll kill them stunning, oh, oh, oh
Keep me coming
That is a gal that'll kill them stunning, hey

You make me nervous, throat, dry
My brain is empty, don't know why
But I saw you doing something, which is really truly nothing
And you could bust-me-out all day

Many moons since first I saw you
Many moons since first we did the do
Many moons since first I saw you
Many moons since first we did the do

And why'd I try, when I knew it was no?
And why'd I try, when I saw it was so?
But save it for late, 'cause we should just let it skate
'Cause the waiting feel is fine, oh

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