Boogie Spiders - Get It On

Here he comes Dressed in black
He's not my pusher But sure is my man Slim fit jeans
And a pair of Vans' sneakers
Under the jacket the t-shirt of a punk band
He plays the drums
In a powerful combo
he never took classroom
And he never keeps tempo
But he's the most inspiring kid
I've the honour to play with

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Get it on Steve don't stop
Get it
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Get it on
Don't give up while you're growing old

Mom and dad say Where you goin
I'm reachin France for a
Heavy Metal Fest
They say c'mon
You're more than 40
Better stop this life of yours
I'm working hard from Monday to Friday
From 9 to 5
I'm breaking my back
So let me live my fucking life
By listening to some music
And drinking Campari

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Get it on Steve don't stop
Get it
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Get it on
Don't give up while you're growing old

Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it on
Get it on Steve don't stop
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it on
Don't give up while you're growing old

Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it on
Get it on Steve don't stop
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it on
Don't give up while you're growing old

Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it on
Get it on Steve don't stop
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it on
Don't give up while you're growing old

Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it on
Get it on Steve don't stop
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it
Get it on
Don't give up while you're growing old

Written by:
Fabio Gallarati

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