| The night we ran from that small town dance
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| To your old man’s car and a fumbled romance
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| Our breath was heavy our hearts were young
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| Afraid of nothing and scared of no one
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| Now the daytime is too fleeting
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| And the darkness comes too soon
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| In a town that dreaded sundown
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| Underneath the waning moon
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| When you’re dancing with the wrong girl
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| When you’re dancing with the wrong girl
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| It’s the best of both worlds
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| When you’re dancing with the wrong girl
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| The night you ran off in the rain
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| I caught you up I tried to explain
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| I will admit it I was four sheets to the wind
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| But to break your heart was clearly not my intention
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| Now the daytime is too fleeting
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| And the darkness comes too soon
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| In a town that dreaded sundown
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| Underneath the waning moon
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| When you’re dancing with the wrong girl
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| When you’re dancing with the wrong girl
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| It’s the best of both worlds
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| When you’re dancing with the wrong girl
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| Let’s go dancing
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| Let’s go dancing
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| Let’s go dancing
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| Let’s go…
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| When you’re dancing with the wrong girl
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| When you’re dancing with the wrong girl
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| It’s the best of both worlds
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| When you’re dancing with the wrong girl |