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The Break Song
Break, break, break...
There's a new dance spreadin' like wildflowers (ooh baby). They add a new step about every hour.
I try to find out who could teach me.
They said：'
You can find out if you watch TV'.
Yes they did, yeah.
I turned on my set to check it out.
The steps they had.
But the rhythm they worked out.
So i went to the ghetto to check it out (yes i did).
When i got to the ghetto, here's what i found.
Everybody is breakdancin', so good on my head.
But the ghetto children they are kings, they are the queens to me.
Could this be real, it 's like magic to me.
They move on their shoulders as well as their feet.
Keep on movin'.
Turn the street corners, Lord, into dance halls.
Keep on breakin'.
Slap music blastin', a pulsating beat.
Aw how i love to watch you ghetto child slammin' down.
Slammin' down, slammin' down. (
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I can dig it, just break out...
aw, aw, aw).
ah).
Everybody is breakdancin', so good on my head.
But the ghetto children they are the kings, they are they queens to me. (
Well) They made a Hollywood movie about breakdancin' (yes they did).
They should've brought their cameras straight to the ghetto.
Lemme tell you 'bout a cat i saw.
He couldn't be more than 3 feet tall.
It was a real thrill diggin' on him.
Steppin', dancin', watchin' him spin.
After doin' several steps he laid flat on his back.
He froze babe, i thought he was dead.
The next time i saw him he was down on his head breakin' down.
Everybody is breakdancin', so good on my head.
But the the ghetto children they are the kings, they are the queens to me.
Ah...
Break, break, break...
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