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Jamiroquai Travelling Without Moving

Travelin' without movin', oh yeah I know all we're doin' is Travelin' without movin', oh yeah I know all we're doin' is Travelin' without movin', without movin', without

the time Delicious, she drives me crazy The perfume that you wear seems to hang in the air It's boogalicious and while that DJ's bustin' grooves I've been makin' all the moves

Prijevod: Jamiroquai. Putovanje bez pomicanja.

: I must've died and gone to heaven Cos it was a quarter past eleven On a Saturday in 1999 Right across from where I'm standing On the dance floor she

: Yes I do Baby, maybe, we can spend a little time Together now that we're alone So long I have been waiting Now can't you let me take you home All

: You don't need your name in bright lights You're a rock star And some tin foil with a glass pipe Is your guitar - now yes it is Little Angela Suffers

: (Instrumental)

where you're going to? She said... Hey! Have you been... Somewhere you've never ever been before? I said well... Nothing is as clear! Nothing is as clear without

me crazy! Mmm, that perfume that you wear Seems to hang in the air Its so delicious (a ha ha) And while the DJ's bursting grooves I've been making all the moves