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Stuff Like That Lyrics By Quincy Jones

    walked in the joint
    they were lined up back to back
    anything you can name no shame
    uh uh stuff like that

    do it do it do it do it
    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that
    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that

    before my eyes was the promise of paradise
    is she real can she feel is she a dream
    if you know what i mean
    ’cause she was built out of stuff like that
    do it do it

    stuff like that
    do it do it
    stuff like that
    do it do it
    stuff like that

    valerie simpson
    i knew i was captured
    by the rhythm of the magic flute
    pulling and urging me
    to taste the forbidden fruit
    and though i felt naive
    i did not want to leave fever was in the air
    and all of a sudden i didn’t care
    no reason why just had to testify

    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that
    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that
    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that
    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that
    do it do it do it do it do it do it do it do it

    chaka khan
    i knew i was captured
    by the rhythm of the magic flute
    pulling and urging me
    to taste the forbidden fruit
    and though i felt naive
    i didn’t want to leave fever was in the air
    and all of a sudden i didn’t care
    no reason why just had to testify

    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that
    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that
    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that
    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that

    do it do it
    stuff like that
    do it do it
    stuff like that
    do it do it
    stuff like that
    do it do it
    stuff like that

    stuff like that stuff like that
    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that
    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that
    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that
    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that

    i can’t tell you what i saw
    made you one was it against the law
    it was not how you could you go
    thought exactly how low

    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that
    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that

    all of a sudden i didn’t care
    and no reason why had to testify

    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that
    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that
    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that
    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that

    do it do it
    stuff like that
    do it do it
    stuff like that
    do it do it
    stuff like that
    do it do it
    stuff like that

    stuff like that stuff like that
    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that
    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that
    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that
    what makes you feel like doin’ stuff like that

    do it do it
    stuff like that
    do it do it
    stuff like that
    do it do it
    stuff like that
    do it do it
    stuff like that

    stuff like that stuff like that

    Artist: Quincy Jones

    Year: 1978

    Decade: 70s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 271