I like to move it, she likes to move it, we like to move it... move it!
Don\'t stand there with the grumps, when the rhythm hits your bum
Let go what you feel inside, ready to drift and electric slide
Sing no words or make up your own, party like you are home
Nothing can stop the crown to the soul, less we forget what we didn\'t know
Music will always be a ticket to roam, as with each note the body evolves
Even when they are watching pretending they don\'t.