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Now you can find in Atlanta with an A cap
turned back
Dancing in streets with a little Georgia Peach
She begin' me to stay home
You know that I wish I could
But my flight leaves at 11
I'm headed to Hollywood
Wave at the Carolinas
St Louis is swag
make a stop down in Dallas
and maybe check out the Mavs
If I'm hungry - it's Chicago cause Pizza's my favorite food
Then its New York or New Jersey to get me more attitude
I'm dancing all over the map
Turn up, turn up, turn up the track
I just wanna dance
Turn up the track and party
Let me see your hands
Turn up the track, yeah
Turn up the track
(Repeat)
Tip toeing over Florida
Louisiana to Bama
Then hit the streets of Las Vegas
to keep an eye on the parents
Shake it up in Seattle
But the weathers kinda gloomy
So I trip over Wyoming
and get lost off in the boonies
Fly to Michigan
Go fly fishing again
Shopping spree in Manhattan
And now that my money's spent
Take me back to the south
I'll in love in these streets
This girl must be from Nashville
cause Shes a Ten i see
I'm dancing all over the map
Turn up, turn up, turn up the track
I just wanna dance
Turn up the track and party
Let me see your hands
Turn up the track yeah
Turn up the track
(Repeat)
We put our hands in the air so high
Wave 'em side to side
Cause we feel alive
And the music is pumpin
Our heartbeats are bumpin
we sing and we laugh
and we jump and we're jumpin - Hey!
We put our hands in the air so high
Wave 'em side to side
Cause we feel alive
And the music is pumpin
Our heartbeats are bumpin
we sing and we laugh
and we - turn up the track!
I just wanna dance
Turn up the track and party
Let me see your hands
Turn up the track yeah
Turn up the track
(Repeat)
Turn up, turn up, turn up the track
Turn up the track, yah
Turn up the track
Turn up, turn up, turn up the track
Turn up the track, yah
Turn up the track
Turn up, turn up, turn up the track
Turn up the track, yah
Turn up the track
Turn up, turn up, turn up the track
Turn up the track, yah
Turn up the track
I just wanna dance! I'm out