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It's 7 oh 7 pm |
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Won't you set me up and show me how, it's gettin' late |
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All these people around me wear me out, can't concentrate |
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But it's all too nearly, leave us in the town |
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For today everybody's gettin down |
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Caught in a crossfire, nobody cares |
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Under the table, callin' your name |
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Won't you tie me up and seal my mouth with gaffer tape |
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Cause these people around, people all the time, |
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It's not the same, not the same |
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But you're... leave us in the town |
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Don't walk away, everybody's gettin' down, everybody's gettin' down |
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Caught in a crossfire and nobody cares |
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Under the table and callin' your name |
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Your champagne and perfume, I see you again, see you again |
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everybody's gettin' down |
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everybody's gettin' down |
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everybody's gettin' down |
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everybody's gettin' down |
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everybody's gettin' down |
