Robby Berman - Shut That Music Up

I'm such a fooly-fool
I got it in my bones
Not one single answer
Is here in this beat that won't leave me alone
It's more than some good, clean fun
The rhythm
It picks me up in its arms
And rocks me
The stutter and start and stop
They hold me
They hold me
It holds me
It holds me
Shut that music up
Get your self to bed
Shut that music up
Get that butt to bed
Shut that music up
Get your self to bed
It's way past time to quit
Get that butt to bed
If I had any sense
I'd dream myself a dream
And wake up tomorrow
Refreshed and alert as a grownup could be
Around and around it goes
I'm helpless
And high as a soaring kite
And rising
The stutter and start and stop
They hold me
They hold me
It holds me
It holds me
Shut that music up
Get your self in bed
Are those the birds of dawn
Get that butt to bed
Shut that music up
Get your self to bed
The sky is getting light
Get your butt to bed!

Written by:
Robert Berman

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