| I can whistle while I work but it doesn’t make it better
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| I can live a lonely winter and pretend I’m all right
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| Or let my true side show for the world to see
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| Cause if they buy into gimmicks, they don’t know the real me
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| Lately, I’ve been watching you. |
| Girl, I love the way you move
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| You dance with the boys, then leave the love struck high
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| On the dance floor they all fight for your attention
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| While I’m plotting a scheme to steal the competition, girl
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| You swallowed up all my pride, but honey you’re worth the fight
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| Oh honey, you’re worth the fight
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| Let tonight be the night that the last dance will win you over
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| On the final song you’ll get swept off your feet
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| The crowd circles where you stand, and they’ll watch as I take your hand
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| Let tonight be the night that you save the last dance for me
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| A heavy-hitter go-getter is how I gotta deliver as a steadfast contender
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| But I’m weak in the knees
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| Cause you’re a real life girl in a dream girl’s body
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| Trailed by boys who keep up like paparazzi
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| And you, you don’t even know who I am, but I’m playing my cards to win
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| Honey, I’m playing my cards to win |