lemme get my groove outta my back pocket.

roll with the punches, shoot out lika rocket.

take off my sunglasses, throw down my bag.
i grab the mic & start steppin to my skat.

i can feel the beat in my chest.

thats where music knows me best.

ooohhh.

ooohwowoooh.

dancin' inside my groove.

oooohhh.

ooohhwoowoooh.