| I gotta let it go 'cause I’m in my zone
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| And I feel it all over, way deep down in my soul
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| So I’m reminded, I’m gonna burn up the night, kid
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| We’re gonna live, well, didn’t you feel the blast?
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| When your weak soul’s so, so, so typical
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| So typical
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| Well, clap your hands, clap your hands
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| Well, stomp your feet, stomp your feet
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| Well, clap your hands, clap your hands
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| There’s something in the air
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| There’s something in the weed
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| That makes me feel so, so, so, so, so free
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| I gotta let it flow 'cause I know what I know
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| And I feel it all over, it’s deep down in my bones
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| And I won’t fight it, I’m wanna burn up the night, kid
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| Well, didn’t you hear your name?
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| When your weak soul’s so, so, so typical
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| So typical
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| Well, clap your hands, clap your hands
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| Well, stomp your feet, stomp your feet
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| Well, clap your hands, clap your hands
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| There’s something in the air
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| There’s something in the weed
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| That makes me feel so, so, so, so, so free
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| Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
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| Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
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| Gotta let it go, let it go, let it go
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| Let it go, let it go
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| Gotta let it flow, let it flow, let it flow
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| Let it flow, let it flow
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| Let it go, let it free
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| Let it go, won’t you set it free?
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| Well, clap your hands, clap your hands
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| Well, stomp your feet, stomp your feet
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| Well, clap your hands, clap your hands
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| There’s something in the air
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| There’s something in the weed
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| There’s something in the air
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| There’s something in the weed
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| That makes me feel so, so, so, so, so free
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| Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom
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| Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom |