JACOB:

Strut your stuff, honey,

I’ll watch you walk it,

so just flaunt your stuff, baby,

I’ll watch you work it.

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CHORUS:

There’s nothing like: a walk in the rain,

when everyone’s looking at you.

There’s nothing like: a cut for the pain,

when nobody’s lookin’ at you.

It’s something like: this easing sensation

that’ll slowly fade away.

It’s something like: this crumbling nation

that is fast fading away.

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JACOB:

You can’t hide forever,

no, I said you can’t hide,

you’re just photogenic—

and the camera’s are waiting,

just one more night!

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CHORUS:

So—

strut your stuff, honey,

We’ll watch you walk it,

so just flaunt your stuff, baby,

We’ll watch you work it.

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I’m just a face in the crowd,

you’ll never figure me out—

I’m like a shadow—made to follow around,

made to follow around.

I’m always one step ahead,

but somehow two steps behind—

don’t look back, baby,

or I’ll be gone.

I wouldn’t look back, baby,

this game is almost won.

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CHORUS:

There’s nothing like: a walk in the rain,

when everyone’s looking at you.

There’s nothing like: a cut for the pain,

when nobody’s lookin’ at you.

It’s something like: this easing sensation

that’ll slowly fade away.

It’s something like: this crumbling nation

that is fast fading away.

-

ALL:

So—

strut your stuff, honey,

We’ll watch you walk it,

so just flaunt your stuff, baby,

We’ll watch you work it.

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JACOB:

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I said strut your stuff, honey,

so I can watch you walk it.

Just hide your face and cry, babe,

so you can see me smile.