| Oh, no one ever left alive
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| In nineteen hundred and eighty five will ever do She may be right, she may be fine
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| She may get love but she won’t get mine,'cause I got you
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| Whoa I, oh I Well I just can’t get enough of that sweet stuff
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| My little lady gets behind
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| Shake it, baby don’t break it Oh my mama said the time
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| would come when I would find myself in love with you
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| I didn’t think, I never dreamed
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| That I would be around to see it all come true
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| Whoa I, oh I Well I just can’t get enough of that sweet stuff
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| My little lady gets behind
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| Yeah!
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| Oh, no one ever left alive
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| In nineteen hundred and eighty five will ever do She may be right, she may be fine
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| She may get love but she won’t get mine,'cause I got you
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| Whoa I, oh I Well I just can’t get enough of that sweet stuff
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| My little lady’s left behind
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| …Band on the run, Band on the run, Band on the run… |