Clap Your Hands

Clap your hands (clap your hands)
Clap your hands (clap your hands)
Clap your hands (clap your hands)
Clap your hands (clap your hands)

Ooh, you starting to move then you leave it
You starting to move and you leaving me slow
You starting to move and you watching
You starting to move and you watching me go

This is how we had to go, oh
Nobody else don't even know, oh
And all you groovIe been on my toes

Clap your hands (clap your hands)
Clap your hands (clap your hands)

Well, I had a small raise not a month ago
Didn't last that long, you're taking that slow
And we all love good old nice
When the gas run out, and you don't have the price

Clap your hands (clap those hands)
Clap those hands (clap your hands)
Clap those hands (clap your hands)
(Clap your hands)

Ooh, y'all come back now

I'm trapped in the kettle
With the chromide sheckle
Glock his hands, glock those hands

Honestly, he grabbed my feet
Too many times a week
Clap my hands (clap your hands)
Clap my hands (clap your hands)

This is how we had to go, oh
Nobody else don't need to know
And all you groove been on my toes

Clap my hands (clap my hands)
Clap my hands (clap my hands)
Clap your hands (clap my hands)
(Clap my hands)

Ooh, you starting to move then you leave it
You starting to move then you leaving me now
You starting to move and you watching
You starting to move and you watching me now

Clap your hands (clap your hands)
Clap those hands (clap your hands)
Clap my hands (clap your hands)
Glock those hands (clap your hands)

(Clap your hands)

(Clap your hands)

(Clap your hands)



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Writer(s): Mark Philip Day, Shaun Ryder, Gary Kenneth Whelan, Paul Anthony Ryder, Paul Richard Davis
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