| The night came down upon Us
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| The brave were left alone
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| Though life was loud and crowded
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| Some people never spoke
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| The digging out the traumas
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| The growing of our hopes
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| And we’ll turn into a radio song
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| We’ll forget those red eyes and silly alibies
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| We’ll say life is a song and It’s one you could
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| Whistle and dance to It
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| Dance to It Dance to It Dance to It…
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| And we’ll turn into a radio song
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| We’ll forget those red eyes and silly alibies
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| We’ll say life is a song and It’s one you could
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| Whistle and dance to It
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| Dance to It Dance to It Dance to It…
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| The night came down upon Us
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| We found ourelves alone
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| The hiding all the traumas
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| The reasons We’d asked for
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| And we’ll turn into a radio song
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| We’ll forget those red eyes and silly alibies
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| We’ll say life is a song and It’s one you could
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| Whistle and dance to It
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| Dance to It Dance to It Dance to It…
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| And we’ll turn into a radio song
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| We’ll forget those red eyes and silly alibies
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| We’ll say life is a song and It’s one you could
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| Whistle and dance to It
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| Dance to It Dance to It Dance to It… |
| Oh where have those good times gone?
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| You should have been given more should
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| Have been given love
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| And we’ll turn into a radio song
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| We’ll forget those red eyes and silly alibies
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| We’ll say life is a song and It’s one you could
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| Whistle and dance to It
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| Dance to It Dance to It Dance to It… |