| Just a steel town girl on a Saturday night
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| Lookin' for the fight of her life
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| In the real-time world no one sees her at all
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| They all say she's crazy
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| Locking rhythms to the beat of her heart
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| Changing woman into life
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| She has danced into the danger zone
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| When a dancer becomes a dance
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| It can cut you like a knife, if the gift becomes the fire
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| On a wire between will and what will be
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| She's a maniac, maniac on the floor
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| And she's dancing like she's never danced before
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| She's a maniac, maniac on the floor
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| And she's dancing like she's never danced before
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| On the ice-thin little line of insanity
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| Is a place most never see
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| It's a hard-won place of mystery
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| Touch it, but can't hold it
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| You work all your life for that moment in time
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| It could come or pass you by
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| It's a push of the world, but there's always a chance
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| If the hunger stays the night
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| There's a cold kinetic heat
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| Struggling, stretching for defeat
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| Never stopping with her head against the wind
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| She's a maniac, maniac, I sure know
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| And she's dancing like she's never danced before
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| She's a maniac, maniac, I sure know
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| And she's dancing like she's never danced before
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| It can cut you like a knife, if the gift becomes the fire
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| On a wire between will and what will be
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| She's a maniac, maniac, I sure know
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| And she's dancing like she's never danced before
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| She's a maniac, maniac, I sure know
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| And she's dancing like she's never danced before
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| Maniac, maniac, I sure know
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| And she's dancing like she's never danced before
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| She's a maniac, maniac, I sure know
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| And she's dancing like she's never danced before |