You look so fine strutting down the street.
You swing your hips to your inner-beat.
You move to the sounds of your IPod
You groove to the inner-beat you know.
You are one with the music.
You are one with your universe.
Go on moving to the new beat.
Apr 10, 2013
Apr 10, 2013 at 11:23 AM UTC
You look so fine strutting down the street.
You swing your hips to your inner-beat.
You move to the sounds of your IPod
You groove to the inner-beat you know.
You are one with the music.
You are one with your universe.
Go on moving to the new beat.
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