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They will hear us through these walls If we make any kind of noise

And I got plans to make it straight Till you get close to losing your voice

So don't you hide up in them sheets I'm already not supposed to be here

So don't you worry 'bout getting in trouble Girl, I got it in my deep

Turn up the radio, turn up the radio You better let it out, let it out