| Hop up on this couch and bring that Smirnoff
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| Come on, scooch on over next to me
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| We might even wanna kick our shoes off
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| Laugh out loud and do just what we please
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| Number one, we don’t take no phone calls
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| Number two, there won’t be no TV
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| Number three, we tell 'em all to get lost
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| Girl, this night belong to you and me
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| Let’s get down like we used to
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| Cook up somethin' we can light a fuse to
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| Cop a groove we can bust a move to
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| Let’s get down like we used to
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| I’ll make a batch of my famous margaritas
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| We’ll get down on our hands and knees
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| We’ll take turns takin' goofy pictures
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| Send 'em out to all our friends on Christmas Eve
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| Let’s get down like we used to
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| Let’s cook up somethin' we can light a fuse to
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| Hit a lick old Bob can pick some blues to
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| Let’s get down like we used to
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| Stay up all night long if we choose to
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| Let’s get down like we used to
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| Let’s get down like we used to |