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Two step, two step, two step Two step, two step, two step Bright lights, TV screen Feels like looking at a magazine You, her, on the floor Feels like dancing is the way to go But if you let her see that fancy footwork Show her that you're not that shy Let her see that fancy footwork Show her you're that type of guy Two step, two step, two step Two step, two step, two step Young boy don't be late This girl ain't really got time to wait You think it's all for show But this is just the only way I know But if you let her see that fancy footwork Show her that you're not that shy Let her see that fancy footwork Show her you're that type of guy Two step, two step, two step Two step, two step, two step If you ever need a guy, a partner for a week You point in my direction and just come and follow me We'll meet up on the floor, and maybe do the twerk So show me what you got in terms of fancy footwork Work work Fa-a-a-ancy footwo-work Fa-a-a-ancy footwo-work Fa-a-a-ancy footwo-work Fa-a-a-ancy footwo-work Fa-a-a-ancy footwo-work Fa-a-a-ancy footwo-work Fa-a-a-ancy footwo-work Two step, two step, two step Two step, two step, two step
Writer(s): Timothy Z. Mosley, Justin R. Timberlake, Floyd Nathaniel Hills, David Macklovitch, Patrick Gemayel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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