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Chicago You Get It Up

(Words and music by Robert Lamm) You get it up You get it up You get me feeling so hot Mama, I'm your buttercup I'm blowing up I'm blowing up It's getting

: (Words and music by Robert Lamm) You get it up You get it up You get me feeling so hot Mama, I'm your buttercup I'm blowing up I'm blowing up It's

Too good for earth you are (I miss you) [Chorus: Jay-Z (Aaliyah)] Houston's missng you L.A.'s missing you DC's missing you Chicago's missing you (It

... Gettin' it, we gettin' it, you gettin' it? (I'm gettin' it!) We gettin' it Just so you could start! Gettin' it, we gettin' it, you gettin' it? (I'

in every city And Americans love to watch it on TV There's gays, lesbians, stripper nymphos Teenage prostitutes, husbands gone psycho The haters hate it 'cause it

niggaz He's always G'd up, from head to toe My memories as a young nigga He always got it blown like Al Capone Take it slow nigga, it's for the young

it go Oh [Hook] Know that I can't get over you 'Cause everything I see is you And I don't want no substitute Baby I swear it's Deja Vu Know that I can

Know that I can't get over you 'Cause everything I see is you And I don't want no substitute Baby I swear it's Deja Vu Know that I can't get over you

up, move your hands up ! Are you ready to party? Wouhou houhou Come on ! Just dance. Wouhou houhou... Just clap you hands ! From Chicago to Paris baby, it's how we rock it