Thang (hips)

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You best believe you came in with a real thang
 Your own gait and way of walking in this simulated world
 A kind of grease in the fulcrum of your inner space, that's your thang
 You've got yours and I've got mine
 Seat of the world inside
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 You've got a thang
 Inside
 As you release all resistance to your natural pace
 Life-force collects in the basin of your openness
 And as it spreads like a smile inside your waste, that's your thang
 You've got yours and I've got mine
 Seat of the world inside
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 You've got a thang
 Inside
 And you glide in step with your ownness
 You're seated on a thang
 A sweet bowl of individuality
 Thickened in your soul distilled to fill it
 Aren't you tired of walking around afraid you might spill it? Oh
 ♪
 You best believe you came in with a real thang
 Your own gait and way of walking in this simulated world
 You've got yours and I've got mine
 Seat of the world inside
 That's your thang
 You're seated on a thang
 A sweet bowl of individuality
 Thickened in your soul distilled to fill it
 Aren't you tired of walking around afraid you might spill it?
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 
 You best believe you came in with a real thang
 Your own gait and way of walking in this simulated world
 A kind of grease in the fulcrum of your inner space, that's your thang
 You've got yours and I've got mine
 Seat of the world inside
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 You've got a thang
 Inside
 As you release all resistance to your natural pace
 Life-force collects in the basin of your openness
 And as it spreads like a smile inside your waste, that's your thang
 You've got yours and I've got mine
 Seat of the world inside
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 You've got a thang
 Inside
 And you glide in step with your ownness
 You're seated on a thang
 A sweet bowl of individuality
 Thickened in your soul distilled to fill it
 Aren't you tired of walking around afraid you might spill it? Oh
 ♪
 You best believe you came in with a real thang
 Your own gait and way of walking in this simulated world
 You've got yours and I've got mine
 Seat of the world inside
 That's your thang
 You're seated on a thang
 A sweet bowl of individuality
 Thickened in your soul distilled to fill it
 Aren't you tired of walking around afraid you might spill it?
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 
 You best believe you came in with a real thang
 Your own gait and way of walking in this simulated world
 A kind of grease in the fulcrum of your inner space, that's your thang
 You've got yours and I've got mine
 Seat of the world inside
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 You've got a thang
 Inside
 As you release all resistance to your natural pace
 Life-force collects in the basin of your openness
 And as it spreads like a smile inside your waste, that's your thang
 You've got yours and I've got mine
 Seat of the world inside
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 You've got a thang
 Inside
 And you glide in step with your ownness
 You're seated on a thang
 A sweet bowl of individuality
 Thickened in your soul distilled to fill it
 Aren't you tired of walking around afraid you might spill it? Oh
 ♪
 You best believe you came in with a real thang
 Your own gait and way of walking in this simulated world
 You've got yours and I've got mine
 Seat of the world inside
 That's your thang
 You're seated on a thang
 A sweet bowl of individuality
 Thickened in your soul distilled to fill it
 Aren't you tired of walking around afraid you might spill it?
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 Stride grease
 For to loosen up your hip
 Joints and sink into
 Your thang, your thang
 

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Duration
04:35
Tempo
79 BPM

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