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Maxx – Get-A-Way – 1993

    Paroles

    Come with me did you feel so fully irate
    Me put under arrest in a new york city
    In a dance hall in a dance hall on a dance floor
    We do a rum dance man
    Raggaman yes it’s a raggaman jump
    People drinking champagne up
    Mum-do-lafasha
    Pump it up start to swing about day
    While you listen to the music jump up and party.

    Ragga this ragga that and a rub-a-dub style
    Feeling okay yeah feeling so irate
    I’m a white man I’m a white man
    Ragga with me and get ready to dance man
    Boom-shug-a-lug girl open your mind
    I’m a white raggaman maybe one of a kind
    I’m a raggaman yes gonna make my day
    Open your mind I’m your get away.

    Get away get away you’re my get away
    Get away baby I want to break out
    Get away get away you’re my get away
    Get away get away.

    Brl brl bey me feeling irate
    Come back again with a sound of karate
    On the party I’m the danceman
    Flipping around to a rock about style
    Drinking champagne up full a fashion
    Party people do the wrong dance manner
    In the club man on the dance floor
    Everybody do the wrong dance manner.

    Get away get away you’re my get away
    Get away baby I want to break out
    Get away get away you’re my get away
    Get away get away.

    I need you night and day baby I need you
    You’re still my get away
    Take you night night and day
    I want to break out now you’re my get away
    I need you night and day
    Get away get away.

    Do it do it baby do it night and day
    Do it do it baby you’re my get away.

    Get away get away you’re my get away
    Get away get away you’re my get away