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 Song of the day;;

→ Electric Callboy - We Got the Moves


Summer mood, hot sand under my feet

Cold beer, cheap wine, yeah, that's all that we need

We got the moves, we got the moves

And everybody's like, oh, fuck yeah, let's do it again


We got the moves, we got the moves

And everybody's like, yesterday we drank too much

Let's do it again

We got the groove, we got the groove

So, everybody, put your hands straight up

Tonight is the night


We are young, we arе free

Sipping on booze on a sunny beach

We'rе alive, we believe

That summertime memories will never fade away


W-W-W-W-We're living the good life, high life

Everybody wants that hot vibe

We wanna feel it just all over and over again

More, just give me more

'Cause we're addicted to the groove

Oh yeah, we do it again


We got the moves, we got the moves

And everybody's like, yesterday we drank too much

Let's do it again

We got the groove, we got the groove

So, everybody, put your hands straight up

Tonight is the night


We are young, we are free

Sipping on booze on a sunny beach

We're alive, we believe

That summertime memories will never fade away

(Oh-oh-oh-ah-ah-ah)

(Oh-oh-ah-ah-ah)

(Oh-oh-ah-ah)

Will never fade away

(Oh-oh-oh-ah-ah-ah)

(Oh-oh-ah-ah-ah)

(Oh-oh-ah-ah)

Will never fade away


We don't need no club, all we need is the sun

Yeah, we will rave like hell 'til the weekend is done

We got the moves, we got the moves

And, everybody, put your hands straight up

Tonight is the night, we say

Döp-dödödö-döp, döp-dödödö-döp

Döp-dödödö-döp, döp-dödödö-döp

Döp-dödödö-döp, döp-dödödö-döp

Döp-dödödö-döp, döp-dödödö-döp

Döp-dödödö-döp, döp-dödödö-döp

We got the moves, we got the moves (Döp-dödödö-döp)

And everybody's like, yesterday we drank too much (Döp-dödödö-döp, döp-dödödö-döp)

Let's do it again"(Döp-dödödö-döp)

We got the groove, we got the groove (Döp-dödödö-döp)

So, everybody, put your hands straight up (Döp-dödödö-döp, döp-dödödö-döp)

Tonight is the night (Döp-dö–)


Everybody, hands up

We don't need a damn club

Get down 'cause we're gonna party like he-e-e-e-e—

And we won't stop until the sun up

Hits our glowing eyes like boom-boom!

We gon' put the track on repeat


We are young, we are free

Sipping on booze on a sunny beach

We're alive, we believe

That summertime memories

We are young, we are free

Sipping on booze on a sunny beach

We're alive, we believe

That summertime memories will never fade away

(Oh-oh-oh-ah-ah-ah)

(Oh-oh-ah-ah-ah)

(Oh-oh-ah-ah)

Will never fade away

(Oh-oh-oh-ah-ah-ah)

(Oh-oh-ah-ah-ah)

(Oh-oh-ah-ah)

Will never fade away

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