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Jimmy Fallon, Robin Thicke and The Roots – Blurred Lines

Jimmy Fallon, Robin Thicke and The Roots – Blurred Lines – “Blurred Lines” is the hottest song in the galaxy. By far. The song, though, is only made better when the best band in the world backs him. And it’s even better if the aforementioned best band in the world is using kid’s instruments to do it. Fallon had an unconventional open to his show by having Thicke perform his hit with The Roots using elementary school instruments. I’m starting to think I like this version of the song better than the original. Add in Black Thought spitting a 16 and we have magic on our hands. Now excuse me while I hum this song for the rest of the day. from uproxx.com.

Jimmy Fallon, Robin Thicke & The Roots Sing “Blurred Lines” (w/ Classroom Instruments)

This may be the best remix of Robin Thicke’s “Blurred Lines” yet.

Jimmy, Robin Thicke & The Roots play “Blurred Lines” on classroom instruments in the Late Night “Music Room.” (instrument list below)
Jimmy Fallon – wood block, Casio keyboard
Robin Thicke – spoons
Questlove – wooden clacker
Mark Kelley – kazoo
Kamal Gray – xylophone
James Poyser – melodica
Captain Kirk – ukulele
Tuba Gooding Jr. – recorder, banana shaker
Frank Knuckles – cowbell
Black Thought — maraca

Everybody get up
Everybody get up
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey

If you can’t hear what I’m trying to say
If you can’t read from the same page
Maybe I’m going deaf, maybe I’m going blind
Maybe I’m out of my mind

OK now he was close, tried to domesticate you
But you’re an animal, baby it’s in your nature
Just let me liberate you
Hey, hey, hey
You don’t need no papers
Hey, hey, hey
That man is not your maker

And that’s why I’m gon’ take a good girl
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
You’re a good girl
Can’t let it get passed me
You’re far from plastic
Talk about getting blasted
I hate these blurred lines
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
But you’re a good girl
The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty
Go ahead, get at me

What do they make dreams for
When you got them jeans on
What do we need steam for
You the hottest bitch in this place
I feel so lucky, you wanna hug me
Hey, hey, hey
What rhymes with hug me?
Hey, hey, hey

OK now he was close, tried to domesticate you
But you’re an animal, baby it’s in your nature
Just let me liberate you
Hey, hey, hey
You don’t need no papers
Hey, hey, hey
Than man is not your maker
Hey, hey, hey

And that’s why I’m gon’ take a good girl
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
You’re a good girl
Can’t let it get passed me
You’re far from plastic
Talk about getting blasted
I hate these blurred lines
I know you want it
I hate them lines
I know you want it
I hate them lines
I know you want it
But you’re a good girl
The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty
Go ahead, get at me

One thing I ask of you
Let me be the one you back that ass to
Yo, from Malibu, to Paribu
Yeah, had a bitch, but she ain’t bad as you
So hit me up when you passing through
I’ll give you something big enough to tear your ass in two
Swag on, even when you dress casual
I mean it’s almost unbearable
Then, honey you’re not there when I’m
With my foresight bitch you pay me by
Nothing like your last guy, he too square for you
He don’t smack that ass and pull your hair like that
So I just watch and wait for you to salute
But you didn’t pick
Not many women can refuse this pimpin’
I’m a nice guy, but don’t get it if you get with me

Shake the vibe, get down, get up
Do it like it hurt, like it hurt
What you doing like word

Baby can you breathe? I got this from Jamaica
It always works for me Dakota to Dakata, uh huh
No more pretending
Hey, hey, hey
Cause now you winning
Hey, hey, hey
Here’s our beginning

I always wanted a good girl
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
You’re a good girl
Can’t let it get passed me
You’re far from plastic
Talk about getting blasted
I hate these blurred lines
I know you want it
I know you want it
I know you want it
But you’re a good girl
The way you grab me
Must wanna get nasty
Go ahead, get at me

Everybody get up
Everybody get up
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey.

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