Move

Move, move!
Move right out of my life!
Move, move!
Move right out of my life!

You better move (Move!)
You're steppin' on my heart
I said move (Move)
You're tearing it apart, please move! (Please move)
Ohhh, what am I gonna do, my heart (My heart)
Ooh, breaking breaking up over you (Breaking, breaking up over you!)
You've got such magnetic power
That just keeps holding me down (Oooh)
I feel just like a flower
That you keep stomping the ground

Move, move!
Move right out of my life!
Move it, move it!
Out of my life!
Move, move!
Move right out of my life!
Move it, move it!
Out of my life!
Move, move!
Move right out of my life!

You are so horribly Satanic
The way you lead me around (Oooh)
I feel just like the Titanic (Ohhhhh)
I'm always going down, down, down, down!
(Move, move, you're steppin' on my style)
You're steppin' on my style!
(Move, move, I wanna breathe for a while)
Ohh, please move, I wanna breathe for a while
(Move, move, move right outta my life)
Ohh, baby!
(Move it, move it, outta my life)
Ohh, baby!
(Move, move, move right outta my life)
Get outta my life!
(Move it, move it, outta my life)
There's too much pain and strife
So why don't you pack it up and move it, (Move)
Take the cat, kit, and caboodle (Move)
Your broken down car (Move)
Your old smelly cigar (Move)
And just move right outta my (Move, move, move)
Move right outta my life! (Move right outta my life!)

Please move, move, move, move,
Please move, move, move, move... [continue in background]

Come on! Come on!
Come on, you can do better, for the delectable, the delicious,
the defiant... Dreamettes!

You were great! There is no way we are gonna lose!

In exactly one minute, the winner of our talent contest,
the winner of a week's paid engagement, right here at
the Apollo Theater!

I can't take it! I can't take the suspense!

Fake Your Way To The Top Lyrics
Thirteen years of solid gold platters
Rising cost and cocktail chatter
Fat deejays, stereophonic sound
The game of hits goes 'round and around
But you can fake your way to the top

'Round and around,
Try that part baby

'Round and around!

Fake your way to the top

'Round and around!
You fit right in there sweetheart!

You can fake your way to the top

'Round and around!

I knew you'd have it baby!
And it's always real, so real

Always so real
Yeah, when you're comin' down!

Ladies and Gentleman, the wildest man in show business, James "Thunder" Early!

Oh, Help me Jesus
Help me, Jesus!
Help me, help me Jesus
Help me, Jesus!
Help me, help me Jesus
Help me, Jesus!
Help me Jesus
Up, back up, back up
All the way up...

Yeah, number one
I know what's happenin'

Doo, doot, doo doo

I been around
Workin' my way

Doo, doot, doo doo

Through every town
I make my livin'

Doo, doot, doo doo

Off of my sound

Doo, doot, doo doo

And the game of hits
Here we go
Goes 'round, and around, and a

'Round and around and 'round and around
and 'round and around
You can fake your way to the top

'Round and around!

Blow your horn!
Fake your way to the top
Don'tcha know I made my way to the top
Yes I did
And it's always real, so real