Lyrics

My, my, my, my, my Do we all look fine tonight? Ow yeah, we've come to worship all right But I got a little special something for y'all tonight The kind of thing that they tell you not to listen to That they tell you it's bad for you That they tell you it's wrong How can it be wrong? Clap your ha- Clap your hands just a little bit louder Just a little bit louder How can it be wrong? Clap your ha- Clap your hands just a little bit louder Clap your hands just a little bit louder My, my, my, my, my Do we all look fine tonight? Ow yeah, we've come to worship all right But I got a little special something for y'all tonight The kind of thing that they tell you not to listen to That they tell you it's bad for you That they tell you it's wrong How can it be wrong? Clap your ha- Clap your hands just a little bit louder Go! Clap your hands just a little bit louder The kind of thing that they tell you not to listen to That they tell you it's bad for you That they tell you it's wrong How can it be wrong? Clap your hands just a little bit louder
Writer(s): Casper Gommers, Rudi Feenstra Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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