| If there ever was a time, it passed by
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| Hey, is the music getting louder, louder
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| For me to make you mine, I’m pulling overtime
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| This party’s kinda getting out there, out there
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| Well, I don’t wanna get left in the open
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| I don’t wanna leave it unspoken
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| I plan to drink myself clever
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| Like puzzle pieces slowly put together
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| If I was a cannibal, and you had a heart attack
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| We could get electrical, I’d bring you back, bring you back
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| If I was a cannibal, and you had a heart attack
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| We could get electrical, I’d bring you back, bring you back
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| Was it ever such a crime, to say you look nice
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| You’re lookin' better by the hour, hour
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| For me to make you mine, drink both the red and white
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| This party’s kinda getting crowded, crowded
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| But, I don’t wanna be let down forever
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| Oh, I’ll ponder whether not or whether
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| To bite your tongue, you think that you’re so clever
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| Nobody else can stand you, whatsoever
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| Now the music’s low
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| You lean in close
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| You’re mechanical
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| Ain’t got no soul
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| And you’re down so low
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| And you dance so slow |
| Like a seventies
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| Guitar solo |