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Well, here's a story 'bout a southern gal. She got all the parts and she's built quite well. And her name is Dixie Dynamite. She's a lady with beauty and grace. And she's got all this till you
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There's something strange about the way the tap-water tastes. Making speeches for the walls gets harder with every phrase. . I woke up and everyone had gone. I woke up when the sun was setting
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A time to raid. A time to conquer. The buses without passengers. . Push it in, . Pin-cushion queen. Bleed red like no-one's ever seen. Now give it every single drop. . This one goes for the
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Downtown's been caught by the hysteria. People scream and shout. A generation's on the move. When disco spreads like bacteria. These lonely days are out. Welcome the passion of the groove
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pumping in pubs you buy the bar a round,. Pump it up in your car; turn your car into a club,. Smash through the wall of a pub and burn the bar down,. Just burn the bar down, like a disco inferno,. MCs
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bobbin my head. While I'm checkin out the rapper and the rhyme that he said. I'm frontin, and I don't care if you know. The backseat of my car is like a disco show. You would think I was a good friend
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same soul . I like that old time rock 'n' roll . Don't try to take me to a disco . You'll never even get me out on the floor . In ten minutes I'll be late for the door . I like that old time rock 'n
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Bài hát I Write Sins, Not Tragedies - Panic! at the Disco. Oh,. Well imagine,. As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,. And I can't help but to hear,. No, I can't help but to hear an exchanging
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Let' go where the people go. That's where we want to be. Dancin' in the disco-light. Shine all over me Music playing loud and clear. 'Cause that's we, we want to hear. So let's go where they
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Straight outta Flatbush. Always tek it back. (Whoa oh). Fi yuh peeps. (Whoa whoa whoa oh). Don't worry about it, it's been brought up 'Cause you never know what your gonna turn out to be. (No
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Hungry with you and when you are near. I hide my coyness and fear. Don't let the light grow dim. It's just you and I in the moonlight here. . Cut copy me I'm all yours. You're the shore line I
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Here I lay in a crashed car. No-one knows when I've left. Here I lay, staring at stars. But I know their just satellites. . The first aid kit. It's useless. It's too late. It offers no help
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If there's one great thing. To happen in my life. If there's one great day, if there's one great height. Let it be the time for peace, let it be the time of right. If there's one great thing. To
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Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl. With yellow feathers in her hair and a dress cut down to there. She would merengue and do the cha-cha. And while she tried to be a star. Tony always tended
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Let' go where the people go. That's where we want to be. Dancin' in the disco-light. Shine all over me Music playing loud and clear. 'Cause that's we, we want to hear. So let's go where they
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I've been trying to shape up. Shape up and raise hell. But it's so hard to wake up. 'Cause baby, I ain't well. . This is my head exploding from the weight of the thoughts inside. These are my
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We're walking like in the dolce vita. This time we got it right. We're living like in the dolce vita. Gonna dream tonight. We're dancing like in the dolce vita. With lights and music on. Our love is
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checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said. I'm fronting, and I don't care if you know. The backseat of my car is like a disco show. You would think I was a good friend of Al Capone. Crazy air
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