Everybody get up singing. 1, 2, 3, 4, Five will make you get down now. Everybody get up singing. 1, 2, 3, 4, Five will make you get down now. . You gots to keep it real.
Gold chains and shiny rings. An eye opening sight in the fading night. She knows they're watching. As her hips breathe in for their second skin. . Somebody better get out a warning.