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Пробормотала она и стала тихо напевать себе под нос песенку
This is the key that makes us wind up
When the beat comes on the girls all line up
And the boys all look
But no they can’t touch
But the girls want to know why the boys like us so much
They like the way we dance
They like the way we work
They like the way the LAMB is going across my shirt
They like the way my pants complements my shake(this shit is crazy right)
They like the way we react every time we hear the base