Lyrics:

Talking:
Here's a little bit of old school for ya,
That goes a little something like this...

I always tried to be the fliest kid in the block
The popular one with the rising stock
So that's when I had this bright idea
Throw the party of the month
Nah, the party of the year


All the fine girls couldn't turn it down
Now all I gotta do is get my parents out
Should I send them to a movie
Nah, send'em to a show
Let me think, hmmmmmm
It's gotta be long though


I said Mom, Dad, yo why ya sittin' home
It's a Friday night have you seen Aunt Joan
And don't worry about stayin' out too long
Don't fuss over me, I'll be fine alone

(Beep Beep)
Have a good time...


The door bell rings cuz the party's here
I'm crankin up the stereo like it's New Year
Walkin' 'round the house like who's Da Man
(Can't nobody do it like Aaron can)


First one on the floor, you know that's me
Bustin' out the moves like it's MTV
I guess somewhere along I lost my head
Then I jumped on table, this is what I said,


People all around you gotta
(Come get it)
Everyone together sing it loud
(Come get it)
Jump all around come on
(Come get it)
What...
(Come get it)
Say it again
(Come get it)


People all around you gotta
(Come get it)
From the left to the right, make noise
(Come get it)
Here we go now, come on
Uh uh what what


Na na na na, Na na na na, Na na na na, Hey hey hey hey


Things are goin' great
Then to my surprise
Some people walked in, I didn't r
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