A Way Of Life Lyrics

In the beginning he created a groove
And with this groove he made us move
And set our souls free
House was a way of life
And raise your hands in the air to rejoice and sing a
song of love
Three o'clock in the morning
On and on and on and on and on

House was our believe [3x]
And the beating of the drum
The bottom of the bass
The pump and the snare
Made you throw your hands in the air
House was a way of life

In the beginning he created a groove
And with this groove he made us move
And set our souls free
House was a way of life And raise your hands in the air to rejoice and sing a
song of love
Three o'clock in the morning
On and on and on and on and on

House was our believe
House was our sanctuary
And the beating of the drum
The bottom of the bass
The pump and the snare
Made you throw your hands in the air
House was a way of life [3x]
And the beating of the drum

House was a way of life
And raise your hands in the air
House was our believe

And the beating of the drum
The bottom of the bass
House was a way of life

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