| Well they danced to every tune the band could play
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| And just about midnight they decided to call it a day
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| Now there’s one thing that’s left on their minds, yeah yeah yeah
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| They’ve got a little slice, at any price yeah
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| They stole the shoes and rice
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| And surrendered to the rhythm that is calling them home
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| Oh she was dumb she was dirty yeah, but she was a princess
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| Custom made and could fit right into his arms
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| She could thrill him she could chill him, woh down to the bone
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| But he was in his teens yeah, he had to spill the beans
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| Still looking for ways and means
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| Surrendered to the rhythm calling him home
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| Well who’s to say if it’s right or wrong
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| Not another singer in another song
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| I say we’re doing alright
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| Yeah we’re doing ok
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| Ooh now guess what, guess what happened, guess what happened then
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| She had to go said she was meeting up with one of her friends
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| So it was nothing more or less than another mess of the blues
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| But he had more to lose, started putting in clues
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| Oh yeah paying his dues
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| Surrendered to the rhythm that is calling him home
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| Surrender to the rhythm
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| Surrender to the rhythm
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| Surrender to the rhythm
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| Surrender yeah to the rhythm |