Get a Way

Come with me baby, give me something irie
Me born and raise in the New York City
In the dance hall, on the dance hall, on the dance floor
We do the ragga dance mana

Ragga man, yes, it is a ragga man jam
People drinking champagne fun full of fashion
Pump it up start to swing your body
While you listen to the music jump up and party

Ragga this, ragga that and a rabba-dub style
Feeling OK, me feeling so irie
I'm a white man, I'm a white man
Ragga with me and get ready to dance man

Boom shakalak truly open your mind
I'm the white ragga man, baby, one of a kinda
Ragga man, yes, gonna make my day
Open your mind, I'm your get a way

Get a way, get a way, you're my get a way
Get a way, baby, I wanna break out
Get a way, get a way, you're my get a way
Get a way, get a way

Biribiribi, me feeling irie
Come back again, with the sign of a party
On the party, I'm the dance man
Flipping around to the ragga man style

Drinking champagne full of fashion
Party people to the ragga dance mana
In the club man, on the dance floor
Everybody do the ragga dance mana

Get a way, get a way, you're my get a way
Get a way, baby, I wanna break out
Get a way, get a way, you're my get a way
Get a way, get a way

I need you night and day
Baby, I need you
Yes, you're my get a way
Take it night, night and day

I wanna break up now
You're my get a way
I need you night and day
Get a way, get a way

Do it, do it, baby, do it night and day
Do it, do it, baby, you're my get a way

Get a way, get a way, you're my get a way
Get a way, baby, I wanna break out
Get a way, get a way, you're my get a way
Get a way, get a way

Get a way, get a way, you're my get a way
Get a way, baby, I wanna break out
Get a way, get a way, you're my get a way
Get a way, get a way



Credits
Writer(s): Bryan Adams, Gretchen Peters
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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