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tiDance,Dance. arFall Out Boy. alFrom Under The Cork Tree. TitleDance, Dance. ArtistFall Out Boy. AlbumFrom Under The Cork Tree. She says she's no good with words but I'm worse. Barely stuttered out
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Dance with me my dear. On a floor of bones and skulls. The music is our master. The devil controls our soul Swirling and swirling. The music all our turning. Swaying to the sounds of a demonic
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piper plays a beckoning sound. Leading them on 'til their feet reach the floor. The we move. . We dance, we dance, . Then we move
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you feel the fire. Running through your veins. When the heat gets higher. And you can't and you can't be tamed Like a burning sun. We are the chosen ones to. Dance the night, dance the night. When
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Come over here and dance with me. Aren't you likin' what you see. The beat is all over me. Rushin' through my body. Let's take it to the floor. Come on and give me more. I want to show you now
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have to stay. My heart was thumping I was jumping. I had to get away. . Some days you gotta dance. Live it up when you get the chance. Cause when the world doesn't make no sense. And you're
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have to stay. My heart was thumping I was jumping. I had to get away. . Some days you gotta dance. Live it up when you get the chance. Cause when the world doesn't make no sense. And you're
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have to stay. My heart was thumping I was jumping. I had to get away. . Some days you gotta dance. Live it up when you get the chance. Cause when the world doesn't make no sense. And you're
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Bài hát I Wanna Dance - Jonas Blue. I wanna dance with you, I think about you all the time. I wanna dance with you‚ I think about you all the time. I wanna dance with you‚ I think about you all the
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gather 'round now. Let your body feel the heat. Don't you worry if you can't dance;. Let the music move your feet. . It's the rhythm of the island, and like the sugar cane so sweet. If you want to do
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gather 'round now. Let your body feel the heat. Don't you worry if you can't dance;. Let the music move your feet. . It's the rhythm of the island, and like the sugar cane so sweet. If you want to do
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Hot sun beating down. Burning my feet just walking around. Hot sun making me sweat. 'Gators getting close hasn't got me yet. . I can't dance, I can't talk. Only thing about me is the way I walk
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floor now. Like Studio 54 now. Why you waiting?. It's not complicated. Move it left to right. We're doing the electric slide. Pre-Chorus. Would you be, would you be. Would you be my dance floor darling
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ready). Make the place sizzle like a summertime cookout. Prowl for the best chick. Yes I'm on the lookout (let's dance). Slow banging shorty like a belly dancer with it. Smell good, pretty skin, so
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what a pair. Just doin' the rhumba as no one else dared. Slidin' and glidin' 'cross Hollywood floors. But they don't dance like Carmen no more Well now she had a big hat, my it was high. Had bananas
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watch the victory dance. After the days work is done. Hope to watch the victory dance. In the evening's setting sun. Hope to watch the victory dance. Over many lives to come. Hope to watch the
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, strippin' my gears. I've had a good time. I know where to draw the line. . I don't dance. That's somethin' I don't do. I don't dance. I bring it home to you. Standin' up here in the smoke and the
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life We laughed and drank in the jukebox light. And we tore the rug in that downtown dive. Every Saturday night. For fifty cents we'd dance all night long. And each new tune we said, "That's our song
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place sizzle like a summertime cookout. Prowl for the best chick. Yes I'm on the lookout (let's dance). Slow banging shorty like a belly dancer with it. Smell good, pretty skin, so gangsta with it (oh
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a summertime cookout. Prowl for the best chick. Yes I'm on the lookout (let's dance). Slow banging shorty like a belly dancer with it. Smell good, pretty skin, so gangsta with it (oh, baby). No tricks
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Holly holy eyes. Dream of only you. Where I am, what I am. What I believe in. Holly holy. Holly holy dream. Wanting only you. And she comes. And I run just like the wind will. Holly holy
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The white - oak is waiting for the cut. Caked in flour, hair dyed blonde. All he ever wanted was to dance with the crowd around him. And now the're gonna watch him fall Looking down into his
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moment and dance your life away. . The clock says it's a quarter past 2. But we just don't wanna leave. If we can't dance on the ceiling we'll be dancing in the street. No excuses let the music rock
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Bài hát Too Cool To Dance - Eden XO. You know I'm always looking fly. Never wear the same outfit twice. I don't even have to try. Bitches better recognize. Won't catch me waiting in a queue . In and
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"A Lap Dance Is So Much Better When the Stripper is Crying" - BLOODHOUND GANG. I was lonelier than Kunta Kinte at a Merle Haggard concert . That night I strolled on into Uncle Limpy's Hump
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the dance of your despair. Let it fall in the name of love. In the name of love. Name of love. In the name of love. Name of love. In the name of. I wanna testify. Scream in the holy light. You bring me
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on the shingle Will you come and join the dance?. Will you, won't you, will you. Won't you, will you join the dance?. Will you, won't you, will you. Won't you, won't you join the dance? You can
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world on the floor. You know we're runnin' sh*t tonight on the floor. Brazil Marocco. London to Ibiza. Straight to L. A. New York. Vegas to Africa. Dance the night away. Live your life and stay out on
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Bài hát Dance With Me (Album Version) - Jennifer Lopez . Too much is on your mind. Gotta let it go. Can't worry all the time. Just let it flow. You say you need a break. There's nothing I can do
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Bài hát Dance With Me (Album Version) - Jennifer Lopez . Too much is on your mind. Gotta let it go. Can't worry all the time. Just let it flow. You say you need a break. There's nothing I can do
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your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together. The lost trenches of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and
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your singer's blood is incensed at the depth of sound. Lacerations echo in the mouth's open erotic sky where dance together. The lost trenches of rhythm and an imploring immobility. Ladies and
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. Back when the west was wild and cowboys didn't dance When cowboys didn't dance, didn't wear designer shirts. When their hearts were filled with memories, their bodies filled with hurt. They would sit
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. They've been sleeping for too long. And the whispers from the spirits of the men who drew that dawn. . Now is our chance. Now is our chance. And we can dance into the fire. . There are marks on the
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place sizzle like a summertime cookout. Prowl for the best chick. Yes I'm on the lookout (let's dance). Slow banging shorty like a belly dancer with it. Smell good, pretty skin, so gangsta with it (oh