| A voice inside my car told me today
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| There was a song of love they would not play
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| She was black, he was white
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| A voice inside my car told me today
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| Black stations, white stations break down the doors
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| Stand up and face the music, this is 1984
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| Black stations, white stations feet on the floor
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| Dance on the ceiling with us, this is 1984, ha!
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| When I dream, I dream in black and white
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| Trip the light fantastic through the night
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| Dance with me while they sleep
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| When I dream, I dream in black and white
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| Black stations, white stations break down the doors
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| Stand up and face the music, this is 1984
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| Black stations, white stations feet on the floor
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| Dance on the ceiling with us, this is 1984, ha!
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| If waves could speak, I wonder what they’d say
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| The tides are growing stronger everyday
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| Sink or swim, let them in
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| If waves could speak, I wonder what they’d say
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| Black stations, white stations break down the doors
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| Stand up and face the music, this is 1984
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| Black stations, white stations feet on the floor
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| Dance on the ceiling with us, this is 1984, ha!
|
| Black stations, white stations break down the doors
|
| Stand up and face the music, this is 1984
|
| Black stations, white stations feet on the floor
|
| Dance on the ceiling with us, this is 1984, ha!
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| She was black, he was white
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| She was black, he was white
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| She was black, he was white
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| She was black, he was white |