One, two, three
You know, so many times, ladies and gentlemen, us vocal stylists
While making our albums want to relay a message to you people
Out there in your living rooms, your bedrooms and your bathrooms
Oh, that's the way it's got to be
Think love, you're surrounded
Don't shake that thing like that at me
Think love, you're surrounded
Oh, oh yeah
That's the way it's going to be
Oh, oh, oh, yeah
And you can leave the rest up to me
I once knew a man who was surrounded by greed
And he lived in shame
I once knew a woman who was surrounded by vanity
She had a pea for a brain
Think love, you're surrounded
And that's the way it was meant to be
You got to think
Take a look around you
Oh, yeah
Whoo, yeah
Ow
Ow, oh yeah
My mother, she told me, she said, "Steve, when you start fucking
Around in a recording session, that's the time to go home." Oh, yeah
That's just what I'm gonna do
DC, pack up the guitars, warm up the car
Let's hit this road
Leave a little vocal track on here for that boy
Orthal
Get up, Orthal
Wake up
Wake up
Hit it
Hit it, Orthal
Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it
Ow
Oh, yeah, yeah
All right
Keep playing, keep playing, keep playing
Hotter, hotter, goddamn it, hotter
Come here
Yeah, yeah
Come here
Yeah, when you get right up to the
Top of this part I want you to hit it
Hit it
Don't quit it, hit it
Now get ready for it, boy, 'cause when you play
This bridge, you better be able to walk on it
Yeah, Les, the ending's coming up
It's coming up
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