| Daddies kiss your daughters, tell 'em what the boys say
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| Pretty as a picture, better watch how you play
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| Walking home you see a shadow crossing the street
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| Wish you could forget
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| At the after party don’t let go of your drink
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| Especially when he say he really care what you think
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| Next thing you remember is your crumpled up chicks
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| Wish you never left
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| But when you go down to the dancefloor
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| Hear the Saturday’s beat like a savior
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| No nobody can hurt you anymore
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| When you’re… when you’re dancing with girls
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| Woo, woo
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| Dancing with girls
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| Woo, woo
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| Sure you didn’t drink too much or push out your chest
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| Sure you didn’t say no when you really meant yes
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| Well next time maybe you should try just closing your legs
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| Wish you could forget
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| Sitting in the shower, try and wash him away
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| But every day at work you gonna be seeing his face
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| But don’t tell anybody 'cause the jury’s all set
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| She must’ve wanted it
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| But when you go down to the dancefloor
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| Hear the Saturday’s beat like a savior
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| No nobody can hurt you anymore
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| When you’re… when you’re dancing with girls
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| Woo, woo
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| Dancing with girls
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| Woo, woo
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| So tell me your secrets
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| I’ll show you my fears, show you my fears
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| And let go your demons
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| I’ll let go my tears, let go my tears
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| Put your fist to the stars, an army of heart
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| Wherever you are
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| But when you go down to the dancefloor
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| Hear the Saturday’s beat like a savior
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| No nobody can hurt you anymore
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| Cause when you go down to the dancefloor
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| Hear the Saturday’s beat like a savior
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| We’ll be burning so bright to the animals
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| When we’re dancing with girls
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| Woo, woo
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| Dancing with girls
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| Woo, woo |