| I come home in the morning light
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| My mother says, «When you gonna live your life right?»
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| Oh, mother dear we’re not the fortunate ones and girls — they wanna have fun, oh
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| The phone rings in the middle of the night
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| My father yells, «What you gonna do with your life?»
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| Oh daddy dear, you know you’re still number one
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| But girls—they wanna have fun
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| That’s all they really want
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| Some fun
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| When the working day is done
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| Oh, girls—they wanna have fun
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| Some boys take a beautiful girl
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| And hide her away from the rest of the world
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| I wanna be the one to walk in the sun
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| And girls—they wanna have fun
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| That’s all they really want
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| Some fun
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| When the working day is done
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| Oh, girls—they wanna have fun
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| That’s all they really want
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| Some fun
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| When the working day is done
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| Oh, girls—they wanna have fun
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| They just wanna
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| They just want
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| They just wanna
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| They just want
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| With my hands up, put your hands
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| Put your hands up
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| And now the party don’t start 'til we walk in
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| That’s all they really want
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| Is some fun
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| When the working day is done
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| Oh, girls—they wanna have fun
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| Don’t stop, make it pop
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| DJ blow my speakers up
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| Tonight I’mma fight 'til we see the sunlight
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| Tick-tock, on the clock
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| But the party stop, no
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| Oh, girls — just wanna have fun |