Don't Fight It (Live)

There you sit
All by yo' self
Everybody's dancin'
They can't control themselves

The mood's too strong
You cannot hold out longer
So get up
Don't fight it
You got to feel it (Feel it baby, hehe)

Get on up
And catch that groove
Hey-hey, you know what, baby?
I like the way you move

Ya do the thing
Just like you oughta do
So get up
Don't fight it
You got to feel it (Feel it, feel it)

The way you jerk
The way you do The Twine
You are a shocker
I'd like to make you mine

And after the dance
I'm gonna take you home
So get up
Don't fight it
You've got to feel it (Feel it)
Baby, don't fight it
You gotta, gotta move on up (Feel it, feel it)
(Ahhh) Gotta, gotta do the thing (Feel it)
C'mon

Don't fight it, you got to, got to move on up
(Feel it, feel it)
Baby, baby, baby
C'mon, yes I do
Whoah!
Baby, you gotta, you gotta do the thing (Feel it, feel it)
You gotta do
C'mon, c'mon
(Feel it)
Alright, c'mon baby
You gotta, you gotta do the thing (Feel it, feel it)
You gotta, c'mon now, you gotta
Whoah! yeah (Feel it)

Alright, whoah!
Yeah, c'mon girl
(Feel it, feel it)
Gotta, baby
C'mon girl, tell me, tell me girl
Whoah! baby
(Feel it,feel it)
Come on on up, c'mon up and help me (Feel it)
Yeah

Thank you
Thank you very much



Credits
Writer(s): Wilson Pickett, Steve Cropper
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