What You Make It (Da da da Da)
Don't worry about a thing, just sing, raise your hands up
In the middle of a summer basking in the sun rays
I was walking down the street, positive was the mind stay
Passing all the people, seeing smiles on their faces
And realising good vibes were contageous
Seeking entertainment I went to the place that I often made friends
Got a smile from the waitress, she said
"Why don't you buy me a drink and then we could go to this nice bar, I could get us in"
Da da da da
So I bought her a drink and she smiled and she laughed like
Da da da da
As we walked down the street she was shakin' her beautiful
Da da da da
Yeah, life is what you make it, so you gotta have a little
Da da da da
Just remember you all
Don't worry 'bout a thing
There's not a thing you can't do
There's not a height you can't reach
There's not a bone you can't move
You gotta make your heart sing
If I can sing, you can too
And maybe clap your hands too
Rapidly time passed, now I'm on the dancefloor
And the club is jam packed there's no way I can't score
I saw my man Q and he had a girl too
Shakin' her waist like she was goin' to do some voodoo
The air in the club was infectious, we started getting attention from the ladies standing next to us, they said
"We like the way you move when you're dancing, and we were wondering can we get some private classes"
Da da da da
Yeah, so we showed them some moves and they had what we wanted too
Da da da da
Well we kept our cards to our chest and we gave them a show and then
Da da da da
Yeah, life is what you make it, you gotta have a little
Da da da da
Yeah yeah
Don't worry 'bout a thing
There's not a thing you can't do
There's not a height you can't reach
There's not a bone you can't move
You gotta make your heart sing
If I can sing, you can too
And maybe clap your hands too
Stepping into the night and my brain needed resting
Met a guy with a sax and I asked for directions
He went
Yo, I'm trying to get home
I don't have any money
Hey, you know this address
Guess there's no point, then if you can't beat them join them
Da da da da
Yo, so I put down my bottle and started singing along
Da da da da
Yeah, so we jammed in the streets and played all night long
Da da da da
Yeah, yeah, life is what you make it, so you gotta have a little
Da da da da
Yeah yeah
Don't worry 'bout a thing
There's not a thing you can't do
There's not a height you can't reach
There's not a bone you can't move
You gotta make your heart sing
If I can sing, you can too
And maybe clap your hands too
Da da da da
Yeah, this is a little story and the moral of this tale is
Da da da da
Yeah, have fun while you can, that's all I gotta say man
Da da da da
Yo, yo, life is what you make it so you gotta have a little
Da da da da
Yeah, yeah
Don't worry 'bout a thing
There's not a thing you can't do
There's not a height you can't reach
There's not a bone you can't move
You gotta make your heart sing
If I can sing, you can too
And maybe clap your hands too
Don't worry about a thing, just sing
In the middle of a summer basking in the sun rays
I was walking down the street, positive was the mind stay
Passing all the people, seeing smiles on their faces
And realising good vibes were contageous
Seeking entertainment I went to the place that I often made friends
Got a smile from the waitress, she said
"Why don't you buy me a drink and then we could go to this nice bar, I could get us in"
Da da da da
So I bought her a drink and she smiled and she laughed like
Da da da da
As we walked down the street she was shakin' her beautiful
Da da da da
Yeah, life is what you make it, so you gotta have a little
Da da da da
Just remember you all
Don't worry 'bout a thing
There's not a thing you can't do
There's not a height you can't reach
There's not a bone you can't move
You gotta make your heart sing
If I can sing, you can too
And maybe clap your hands too
Rapidly time passed, now I'm on the dancefloor
And the club is jam packed there's no way I can't score
I saw my man Q and he had a girl too
Shakin' her waist like she was goin' to do some voodoo
The air in the club was infectious, we started getting attention from the ladies standing next to us, they said
"We like the way you move when you're dancing, and we were wondering can we get some private classes"
Da da da da
Yeah, so we showed them some moves and they had what we wanted too
Da da da da
Well we kept our cards to our chest and we gave them a show and then
Da da da da
Yeah, life is what you make it, you gotta have a little
Da da da da
Yeah yeah
Don't worry 'bout a thing
There's not a thing you can't do
There's not a height you can't reach
There's not a bone you can't move
You gotta make your heart sing
If I can sing, you can too
And maybe clap your hands too
Stepping into the night and my brain needed resting
Met a guy with a sax and I asked for directions
He went
Yo, I'm trying to get home
I don't have any money
Hey, you know this address
Guess there's no point, then if you can't beat them join them
Da da da da
Yo, so I put down my bottle and started singing along
Da da da da
Yeah, so we jammed in the streets and played all night long
Da da da da
Yeah, yeah, life is what you make it, so you gotta have a little
Da da da da
Yeah yeah
Don't worry 'bout a thing
There's not a thing you can't do
There's not a height you can't reach
There's not a bone you can't move
You gotta make your heart sing
If I can sing, you can too
And maybe clap your hands too
Da da da da
Yeah, this is a little story and the moral of this tale is
Da da da da
Yeah, have fun while you can, that's all I gotta say man
Da da da da
Yo, yo, life is what you make it so you gotta have a little
Da da da da
Yeah, yeah
Don't worry 'bout a thing
There's not a thing you can't do
There's not a height you can't reach
There's not a bone you can't move
You gotta make your heart sing
If I can sing, you can too
And maybe clap your hands too
Don't worry about a thing, just sing
Credits
Writer(s): James Murray, Sharon Shannon, Mary Shannon, Peter Browne, Lewis Chikuni, Rupert Christie
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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Other Album Tracks
- The Galway Girl (Feat. Steve Earle)
- Blackbird
- What You Make It (Da da da Da)
- Gaffo's Ball (Live)
- Courtin' in the Kitchen
- I've No Alibi (Live)
- Music for a Found Harmonium
- A Man of Constant Sorrow
- Neckbelly (Live)
- A Song of the Rosy Cross
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