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Y.M.C.A. Lyrics

I spent many long days with nothing to do

Which way should I go
I have no clue

A basketball in my hand

But I got no hoop

Gotta find me a place

So I can't shoot

I got dreams of being like Michael J.

But a b**** no good

With no place to place

Till this one man came

Showed me the way

Now I play at the Y.M.C.A.

5 years later the one man came

So happened to be the day of the big game

The score was tied on the clock

It's up to me to make the last shot

So I got the ball jumped sky high

Released the ball

Then closed my eyes

Now I'm a star and it's ok

Thank you for the Y.M.C.A.

Chorus:

It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.

It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.

They have everything for young men to enjoy
You can hang out with all the boys

It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.

It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.

You can get yourself clean You can have a good meal

You can do whatever you feel

A little boy growin' up

Isn't hard enough A little boy blowin'up

Kinda makes it rough On the streets like a b**

The story is rough Crime on my mind

Better call McGruff

No park in my hood

To enjoy my friends

Only streets, big cars

Like caddies and benz

I heard of this place

Where boys can play

Check out
What's up with the Y.M.C.A.

My life took a wrong turn Convict criminal Nikes burn

Catch me minimal

Running from the cops

Was a way life Only way I could go my life Was trifle Things changed though

Every time I remember

Open the door Thanksgiving November

A new way to build

Confidence I pray Thank you for the Y.M.C.A.

Chorus:

It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.

It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.

They have everything for young men to enjoy

You can hang out with all the boys

It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.

It's fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.

You can get yourself clean You can have a good meal

You can do whatever you feel

Y.M.C.A

C'mon gather round ya'll

Let me show you how you do it

Take the road to the Y.M.C.A.
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