| Song | What Goes Up |
| Artist | Infectious Grooves |
| Album | Mas Borracho |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Oh, Lord I think I'm slipping again | |
| Help me please I think I’m slipping again | |
| You pick me up and turn me around | |
| You make a smile out of my frown | |
| When I am lost you put me together | |
| You make the good times last forever | |
| When I fall down and I'm sinking low | |
| You grab my hand and won't let go | |
| You gave me warnings I didn't heed | |
| But you’re still there in my time of need | |
| What goes up, must come down | |
| But what is funky is hanging around | |
| Oh, Lord I think I'm slipping again | |
| What goes up, must come down | |
| Help me please I think I'm slipping again | |
| What goes up must come down | |
| You pick me up and you set me right | |
| You calm my nerves when you hold me tight | |
| You're always there when I'm facing trouble | |
| I lean on you when I start to stumble | |
| You give me strength when I am weak | |
| You understand me when I can't speak | |
| You fill me up when I'm past empty | |
| But in return you ask for nothing | |
| What goes up must come down | |
| What goes up must come down | |
| What goes up must come down | |
| But what gets funky is always around | |
| You pick me up and warm my soul | |
| When I am cold and lost control | |
| You put a smile back on my face | |
| And make the frown go without a trace | |
| When I am hurt you feel my pain | |
| You help me out and never complain | |
| You comfort me when I feel alone | |
| And bring me back to the safety zone | |
| What goes up must come down | |
| What goes up must come down | |
| What goes up must come down | |
| What goes up, must come down | |
| But what gets funky is hanging around | |
| Oh, Lord I think I'm slipping again | |
| What goes up, must come down | |
| What goes up, must come down | |
| Help me please I think I'm slipping again | |
| What goes up must come down |
| Oh, Lord I think I' m slipping again | |
| Help me please I think I' m slipping again | |
| You pick me up and turn me around | |
| You make a smile out of my frown | |
| When I am lost you put me together | |
| You make the good times last forever | |
| When I fall down and I' m sinking low | |
| You grab my hand and won' t let go | |
| You gave me warnings I didn' t heed | |
| But you' re still there in my time of need | |
| What goes up, must come down | |
| But what is funky is hanging around | |
| Oh, Lord I think I' m slipping again | |
| What goes up, must come down | |
| Help me please I think I' m slipping again | |
| What goes up must come down | |
| You pick me up and you set me right | |
| You calm my nerves when you hold me tight | |
| You' re always there when I' m facing trouble | |
| I lean on you when I start to stumble | |
| You give me strength when I am weak | |
| You understand me when I can' t speak | |
| You fill me up when I' m past empty | |
| But in return you ask for nothing | |
| What goes up must come down | |
| What goes up must come down | |
| What goes up must come down | |
| But what gets funky is always around | |
| You pick me up and warm my soul | |
| When I am cold and lost control | |
| You put a smile back on my face | |
| And make the frown go without a trace | |
| When I am hurt you feel my pain | |
| You help me out and never complain | |
| You comfort me when I feel alone | |
| And bring me back to the safety zone | |
| What goes up must come down | |
| What goes up must come down | |
| What goes up must come down | |
| What goes up, must come down | |
| But what gets funky is hanging around | |
| Oh, Lord I think I' m slipping again | |
| What goes up, must come down | |
| What goes up, must come down | |
| Help me please I think I' m slipping again | |
| What goes up must come down |
| Oh, Lord I think I' m slipping again | |
| Help me please I think I' m slipping again | |
| You pick me up and turn me around | |
| You make a smile out of my frown | |
| When I am lost you put me together | |
| You make the good times last forever | |
| When I fall down and I' m sinking low | |
| You grab my hand and won' t let go | |
| You gave me warnings I didn' t heed | |
| But you' re still there in my time of need | |
| What goes up, must come down | |
| But what is funky is hanging around | |
| Oh, Lord I think I' m slipping again | |
| What goes up, must come down | |
| Help me please I think I' m slipping again | |
| What goes up must come down | |
| You pick me up and you set me right | |
| You calm my nerves when you hold me tight | |
| You' re always there when I' m facing trouble | |
| I lean on you when I start to stumble | |
| You give me strength when I am weak | |
| You understand me when I can' t speak | |
| You fill me up when I' m past empty | |
| But in return you ask for nothing | |
| What goes up must come down | |
| What goes up must come down | |
| What goes up must come down | |
| But what gets funky is always around | |
| You pick me up and warm my soul | |
| When I am cold and lost control | |
| You put a smile back on my face | |
| And make the frown go without a trace | |
| When I am hurt you feel my pain | |
| You help me out and never complain | |
| You comfort me when I feel alone | |
| And bring me back to the safety zone | |
| What goes up must come down | |
| What goes up must come down | |
| What goes up must come down | |
| What goes up, must come down | |
| But what gets funky is hanging around | |
| Oh, Lord I think I' m slipping again | |
| What goes up, must come down | |
| What goes up, must come down | |
| Help me please I think I' m slipping again | |
| What goes up must come down |