Blow horns
You sure sound pretty
The violins keep moving to the nitty gritty
When you hear the scratch
Of the guitars scratching
Then you'll know that rhythm carries all the action
Whoa
Turn the beat around
Love to hear the percussion
Turn it upside down
Love to hear the percussion
Love to hear it
Flute player
Play your flute
Cause I know you want to get your thing off
But you see I've made up my mind about it
It's got to be the rhythm
No doubt about it
Whoa
And when the guitar player starts playing
That syncopated rhythm
With the scratch, scratch, scratch
Makes you wanna move your body
Yeah, yeah, yeah
And when the drums starts beating that beat
Beating out that beat
With the syncopated rhythm
And the (rat, tat, tat, tat) of the drum
Hey
Turn the beat around
Turn it upside down
(Love to hear the percussion)
Turn it upside down
Turn it all around
(Love to hear the percussion)
Love to hear it
Love to hear it
Love to hear it
Love to hear it
(Turn the beat around)
Turn the beat around
Turn it around
(Love to hear the percussion)
Let me hear it
(Turn it upside down)
Around and 'round and 'round
(Love to hear the percussion)
(Love to hear it)
(Turn the beat around)
Turn the beat around
Turn it around
(Love to hear the percussion)
(Turn it upside down)
Turn it upside down
Turn it around and 'round and 'round
(Love to hear the percussion)
Love to hear it
Love to hear it
Love to hear it
Talking 'bout the beat
When you move your feet
(Turn the beat around)
When you move your feet
Talking 'bout the beat
When you move your feet
(Turn in upside down)
Turn the beat around
Turn it upside down
Turn the beat around
Turn it upside down
(Turn the beat around)
(Turn in upside down)
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