| Burn, baby, burn
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| Burn, baby, burn
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| To my surprise, one hundred storeys high
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| People getting loose, y’all, they’re getting down on the roof
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| Folks are screaming out of control, it was so entertaining
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| When that boogie-woogie started to explode
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| I heard somebody say
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| (Burn, baby, burn)
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| Disco Inferno, burn that mother down
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| (Burn, baby, burn)
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| Disco Inferno, burn that mother down
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| Satisfaction came in a chain reaction
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| I couldn’t get enough, so I had to self-destruct
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| The heat was on and it was rising to the top
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| Everybody’s going strong that is when my spark got hot
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| I heard somebody say
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| (Burn, baby, burn)
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| Disco Inferno, burn that mother down
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| (Burn, baby, burn)
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| Disco Inferno, burn that mother down
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| Burn it on down
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| Satisfaction came in a chain reaction
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| I couldn’t get enough, so I had to self-destruct
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| The heat was on, it was rising to the top
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| Everybody’s going strong, that is when my spark got hot
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| I heard somebody say
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| (Burn, baby, burn)
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| Disco Inferno, burn that mother down
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| (Burn, baby, burn)
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| Disco Inferno, burn that mother down
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| Burn it on down
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| Burn, baby, baby, won’t you burn, burn
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| Burn, burn
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| And burn, baby let the good times roll with me
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| On a cold and gray Chicago morn
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| A poor little baby child is born in the ghetto
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| And if there’s one thing that you don’t need
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| It’s another hungry mouth to feed in the ghetto
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| People, don’t you understand
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| That the child don’t need a helping hand in the ghetto
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| And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
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| Plays in the street as the cold wind blows in the ghetto
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| So he starts to roam the streets at night
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| And he learns how to steal and he learns how to fight in the ghetto
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| And then he buys a gun and he steals a car
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| And he drives away but he don’t get far in the ghetto
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| As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
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| Face down on the street with a gun in his hand in the ghetto
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| And his momma cries
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| Oh, baby, baby, burn that disco down
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| You’re gonna burn, you’re gonna burn
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| You’re gonna burn, burn, burn burn
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| Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
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| (Burn, baby, burn)
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| Disco Inferno, burn that mother down
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| (Burn, baby, burn)
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| Disco Inferno, burn that mother down
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| (Burn baby burn)
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| Disco Inferno, burn that mother down
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| (Burn baby burn)
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| Disco Inferno, burn that mother down
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| Burn it down
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| Let the good times roll
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| Get us loose as a goose
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| Up above my head, I hear music in the air |