Stuff like that lyrics
by Quincy Jones
Walked in the joint
They were lined up back to back
Anything you can name, no shame, ooohooo
An 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 ya 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
I can't tell you what I saw
Made you wonder, was it against the law
Wasn't how high you could go
But exactly how low
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that? (Make you feel)
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
I knew I was captured
By the rhythm of the magic flute
Pulling and urging me
To taste the forbidden fruit
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, I just had to testify!
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that? (Make you feel)
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that? (Oooh, oooh, oooh)
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that? (Can I get it back?)
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that? (Oh, you got!)
Do it, do it, stuff like that
Do it, do it, stuff like that
Do it, do it, stuff like that (Stuff like that)
Do it, do it, stuff like that (Stuff, stuff, stuff)
Stuff like that (Oooh, I got stuff like that)
Stuff like that (Ooohooohooo, like that)
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that? (What makes you feel, what makes you feel?)
What makes you feel like doin' stuff like that?
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