The Feeling Lyrics

What's that thing called when you

When you meet somebody

And you feel like you're walking on a cloud

And every step you've made all your life

Wrong or right

Led you this place

Right here, right now

You know? It's like

Like when you're at work

And you say to yourself

You know, I'm gonna have a good time

I'm gonna out

So you

So you put on your favorite shoes

Or you put on your favorite jeans

And you get into the mood

You pull up to the club

There's a long line but you don't care

Because you hear that "tump, tump, tump" outside those doors

And you get that feeling all over again

And you get that chill up on your spine

Because the DJ is playing your favorite songs back to back

And you're not in yet but soon you know you gonna be

Oh, man! What's that feeling called again?

What's that feeling called when finally you are in

And you are standing in the middle of the floor

And you open your arms real wide

To accept those vibes

All those positive vibes

And your family's there

And all those people that are experiencing the same

Thing that you are experiencing at that moment and time

What's that called again?

What's that called when, when one minute you are on one side of the room

And the next minute you are on the other

And you are not quite sure how you got there but

You know, somehow, someway you travelled through the sound and

And you did some twist and some turns

And next thing you know you're upside down

Oh, man!

What's that called again?

Whatever it is…

I like it

I like it a lot

Man! What's that called when your heart starts beating faster

And faster and you feet keep moving

And you know you should sit down but you can't

Because the DJ just started playing afro sounds

You know those afro sounds with the bongoes

And congas and the shaky-shaky-shake

Some people call it a blessing

Some people call it a desease

Because it spreads around like an epidemic

You know, it grooms to your knees

And there's no cure, remedy, there's no pill you can pop to get rid of that rhythm

That thing that flows through your blood

And it's not gonna kill you, man

It will only make you breathe a little harder and live a little longer