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Love, love, love |
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I'm looking for love |
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Love, love, love |
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When i was only sixteen |
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Well, give it take a year or more |
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I've got to singing about |
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The life i've lead |
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And i threw it right out of the door |
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I've got to get some of |
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That heavy jive |
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That the old folks are talkin' about |
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So i strutted my stuff |
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To the local club |
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To see what i was leaving now |
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Looking for love, love, love |
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Looking, looking for love |
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Love, love, love |
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I took my seat at |
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The foot of the stage |
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And waited for the fun to begin |
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And there in the light |
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Stood this heavy chick |
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With the cutest babe |
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That i've ever seen |
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She smiled at me |
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She did her dance |
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Took me by surprise |
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The way she wiggled her hips |
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And she shook that ... |
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Right between the eyes |
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After the show she came |
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And sat down |
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Said: hi son, what's your name? |
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I said: never mind that |
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Think about this: |
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Loving's the name of my game |
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She said: that's alright |
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But it'll cost you, son |
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I said: tell me what's |
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The price of the day |
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She said: twenty dime |
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And a wedding ring |
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And everything will be o.k. |
