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Last night a little dancer |
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Came dancin' to my door |
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Last night a little angel |
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Came pumpin' on my floor |
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She said, "Come babyI've got license for loveAnd if it expiresPray help from above" |
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Because in the midnight hour |
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She cried more, more, more |
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With a rebel yell |
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She cried, more, more, more |
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In the midnight hour |
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Babe, more, more, more |
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With a rebel yell |
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More, more, more, more, more, more |
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She don't like slavery |
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She won't sit and beg |
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But when I'm tired and lonely |
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She sees me to bed |
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What set you free |
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And brought you to me, babe? |
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What set you free? |
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I need you here by me |
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Because in the midnight hour |
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She cried more, more, more |
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With a rebel yell |
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She cried more, more, more |
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In the midnight hour |
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Babe more, more, more |
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With a rebel yell |
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More, more, more |
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He lives in his own heaven |
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Collects it to go from the ' |
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Seven Eleven' |
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Well, he's out all night to collect a fare |
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Just so long, just so long, it don't mess up his hair |
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I walk the ward with you, babe |
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A thousand miles with you |
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I dried your tears of pain |
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A million times for you |
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I'd sell my soul for you, babe |
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For money to burn with you |
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I'd give you all and have none, babe |
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Just to, just to, just to, just to, to have you here by me |
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Because in the midnight hour |
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She cried more, more, more |
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With a rebel yell |
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She cried more, more, more |
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In the midnight hour |
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Babe, more, more, more |
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With a rebel yell |
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She cried more, more, more, more, more, more |
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Ooh yeah, a little baby |
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She want more, more, more, more, more, more |
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Ooh, yeah, a little angel |
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She want more, more, more, more, more, more |
