| Me and my friends, we went out last night
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| To a small simple club on the nights
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| It didn’t have much room, but hell they never do Just chairs, a few tables, and some food
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| A small cramped band started playing, and all the room was swaying
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| Soon I found myself dancing, with a tall dark man
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| I was in a trance, a sort of romance
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| Between the rhythm and my soul, ohh
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| (chorus)
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| Oooh, I wake up in the morning
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| And it’s all me, I can hear the calling
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| And it’s haunting each and everything
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| I didn’t know my latin love was oh so strong
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| Even in the middle of romancing, really love the rhythm when I’m dancing
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| Can’t deny the spirit when you feel the latin soul
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| After that night, my life had changed
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| I had no control and now I would behave
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| Every chance I got, I was at the club
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| Wining and dining like there was no tomorrow
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| Ooooh, oooh, so free
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| Ooooh, oooh, so me, yea yea
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| Ooooh, oooh, so lifting
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| And I don’t want it to stop, no
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| (chorus 2x)
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| If your life can’t seem to get going, hopelessness is showing
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| To your soul, and to latin
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| Get into the sounds, of the rhythms beating out
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| 'cause when your dancing, your spirit will be free, yea
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| Ooooh, oooh, so free yea
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| Ooooh, oooh, so me, yea yea
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| Ooooh, oooh, so uplifting, yea
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| And I don’t want it to stop, no
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| (chorus 3x) |