Placeholder: Listen to the drummer, me said listen to the beat Jazz music makes you move your feet Listen to the number, me said listen to the rhythm And when you move off your body, you are movin' it all night Listen to the drummer, me said listen to the beat Jazz music makes you move your feet Listen to the number, me said listen to the rhythm And when you move off your body, you are movin' it all night

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Listen to the drummer, me said listen to the beat Jazz music makes you move your feet Listen to the number, me said listen to the rhythm And when you move off your body, you are movin' it all night

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