Back At It

When we fall on the ground we pick ourselves up
No moping around we dust ourselves off
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
We're back baby
Back at it
Dag nab it

Back on the grind
Back in the seat
Back on the line
Back on our feet
Back in the groove
Back in the lane
Back on the move
Back in the game

Think I'm over here feeling bad for myself
Ain't nobody got time for that
I'm picking myself up off the mat
No need to lick my wounds any longer
More than just return to form
I'm coming back stronger

When we fall on the ground we pick ourselves up
No moping around we dust ourselves off
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
We're back baby
Back at it
Dag nab it

I give myself a little talking to
I say everyone gets down baby
Everybody gets the blues
And there ain't no shame in calling for help
Matter of fact, that's the way to take care of yourself

When we fall on the ground we pick ourselves up
No moping around we dust ourselves off
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
We're back baby
Back at it
Dag nab it

Back on the grind
Back in the seat
Back on the line
Back on our feet
Back in the groove
Back in the lane
Back on the move
And we're back in the game

When we fall on the ground we pick ourselves up
No moping around we dust ourselves off
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
We're back baby
Back at it
Dag nab it

When we fall on the ground we pick ourselves up
No moping around we dust ourselves off
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
We're back baby
Back at it
Dag nab it



Credits
Writer(s): Yitzhak Bira Vanara
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