chorus:
Yippie yi yo yippie yi ye
Wanna bump your body baby
Wanna bump your body
Wanna bump your body
(repeat four times)
Out on the dance floor I'm holdin' you so tight
(Gotta make you feel me, gotta press your body tight)
Up against my body grindin' I'm in the mood for the same
(This is real freaky this is how we groove)
Ooh, what's on your mind? It's body bumpin' time baby
(Love makin' hopefully while we grind)
Uuh, don't you want me? Cuz I want you
Let's do this. Why don't we do it?
chorus
For my graduation, let you know what's on my mind
It's about that time, that I hit you for some bump and grind
I'm in the mood for you, I wanna feel your groove girl you
Can creep on with me, let's go get up on a room
Makin' me do things that I never did before
Behind closed doors, I'm gonna make you shout for more
This freaky thing is on, body bumpin' all night long
No doubt about it if you want it I can bring it on, bump me
chorus
Bump'in, you and me
Everybody get your freak on
Bump'in, you and me
Everybody get your freak on
chorus
The Psychedelic Furs Pulse (02:38)
From their 1980 album The Psychedelic Furs Lyrics: my baby paints herself red she paints her hair
her hair is dead she's living in the city with the bodies that scream we are all jesus we all dream
see the dancer in there reeling paint the sky upon the ceiling four useless gods upon a day so
blinded by the filth on sunday saying the words for the idiots you are miracle drivel optical sewer
listens to the flowers fall paint the words upon the wall this is the pulse of fools like you who
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