Love, love, love, love, love
I find you're something
Love, love love love love
I find, I find
Love, love, love, love, love
I find you're something wonderful
Love, love, love, love, love
I find, I find
I find you're something
Pulma Gary Payton, live in your rotation
All your plexy clad I'm snapping back upon your station
Keep style elevating, you feelin the sensation
To a higher zone, you're not alone
I know no perimeters, frequency, no limiters
We multiply integers, we back and forth so limitless
I'm positive, negative combined with infinity
You can grab a line on a line, this is synergy
Love, love, love
Anything you feel
Love, love, love
I can feel too
Anything you feel
I can feel too
To a higher zone (hands high)
Hands high, hands high (love, love, love, love)
Anything you feel
Hands high, hands high (love, love, love, love)
I can feel too
Hands high, hands, high, hands high (love, love, love, love)
Anything you feel
Hands high, hands high (love, love, love, love)
I can feel too
Hands high
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