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Song Information
Music: Tante Gørilds Hobbyorkester, Erlend Gjerde
Lyrics: Inge Ulrik Gundersen

(Four, three, two, one)

I, I, I, I, I
I’m stuck in the groove
How fortunate that I, I, I, I, I
I know how to move

There’s a new place in town
It’s called the Super Baddest Groovin’ Chapel Around, yeah
They got a priest at the door
He said “Come with me, brother, let us worship the floor”

There was this angel with measures to match
I should’ve realised that there had to be a catch
She was young enough to land me in jail
But old enough to have me wagging my tail

She said “Don’t stop, keep it up”
“Come on, let it all hang out”
I can’t believe I fell for
Don’t stop, keep it up
Come on, let it all hang out

I felt my sinful heart fail
I saw the DJ, he had horns and a tail
He’s got us under control
Now the girl has got my body, but the DJ’s got my soul

I, I, I, I, I
I’m stuck in the groove
How fortunate that I, I, I, I, I
I know how to move

Well, don’t stop, keep it up
Come on, let it all hang out
I can’t believe I fell for
Don’t stop, keep it up
Come on, let it all hang out

Don’t stop, keep it up
Come on, let it all hang out
I can’t believe I fell for you

Don’t stop, keep it up
Come on, let it all hang out
Super Baddest Groovin’ Chapel Around

Well, don’t stop, keep it up
Come on, let it all hang out
I can’t believe I fell for

Don’t stop, keep it up
Come on, let it all hang out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Don’t stop

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