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I don't wanna get rough babe
Don't wanna knock you out of your shoes
Make me feel like a man if you can
You know you ain't got nothing to lose
Oh, I don't wanna get mean babe
So let me start finding out how you tick
Make me feel like a beautiful dream
Exploding like a dynamite stick
So get on up, get on up - make me feel real tight
So get on up, get on up - make it feel alright
Oh I don't wanna get tough babe
So let me take just a peck at your neck
Make me feel like a lovin' machine –
I'm ready now, so what the heck
So get on up, get on up - make it feel real tight
Get on up, oh get on up - make it feel alright
(awooh, do it to me - awooh, do it me - awooh, do it to me)
So get on up, get on up - make it feel real tight
So get on up, oh get on up - make it feel alright, alright
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Make it feel - you know you gotta make it feeeeeel . . . all right
Get On Up was written by Jim Lea & Noddy Holder.
Get On Up was produced by Chas Chandler.