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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jon Hume
Jon Hume
Songwriter
Asta Binnie
Asta Binnie
Songwriter
Kenni Hume
Kenni Hume
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lonely Disco
Lonely Disco
Producer

Letra

Can you feel it in the air Pressure building everywhere It's forming in the atmosphere When it hits you'll know I'm here Who here wants to steal my thunder Yeah baby, yeah baby out of my way Everybody run for cover Yeah baby, yeah baby out of my way Pick it up, dust it off Time to show what I'm made of Not going to move aside Not going to move aside Pick it up, dust it off Time to show what I'm made of Not going to move aside Not going to move aside Yeah baby, yeah baby Yeah baby, yeah baby out of my way Immune to all the highs and lows Dancing through the crowd alone I can keep you safe from harm Find me in the eye of the storm Yeah baby, yeah baby out of my way Pick it up, dust it off Time to show what I'm made of Not going to move aside Not going to move aside Pick it up, dust it off Time to show what I'm made of Not going to move aside Not going to move aside Yeah baby, yeah baby Yeah baby, yeah baby out of my way I'm like, ooh, hot damn I don't need no-one else no Got my own little disco I'm like, ooh, hot damn I don't need no one else no Got my own little disco Pick it up, dust it off Not going to move aside Not going to move aside Pick it up, dust it off Time to show what I'm made of Not going to move aside Not going to move aside Yeah baby, yeah baby out of my way Yeah baby, yeah baby out of my way
Writer(s): Darren Cordeux, Asta Binnie-ireland, Jon Cobbe Hume, Kav Temperley, Kenni Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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