| I met a girl who told me she’s a dancer
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| A prettier girl I’ve never seen before
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| I went to the teather
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| To see her
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| What a shock when I opened up the door
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| She was dancing the bump, bump, bump-ba-di-bump
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| The audience was going wild
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| She looked at me, and threw me a kiss
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| As I came stumbling down the isle
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| With every bump, bump, bump-ba-di-bump
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| My heart started bumping too
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| Now every night you see me in the front row seats
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| Cheering with the rest of them, and stomping my feet
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| I knew I met a girl to make my life complete
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| With a bump, bump, bump-ba-di-bump
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| A-a-a-a-a-let it go!
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeeaah!
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| I took her home to meet my
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| They said she was the girl for me
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| The wished us both a happy life
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| And that’s when I made this gal my wife
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| When I get home each nine after five
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| She’s got that radio on
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| She starts moving all around the kitchen floor
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| The neighbours peaking in are screaming «More, more, more, more!»
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| They asked if I sold tickets at my front door
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| To watch her dance that bump-ba-di-bump
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| Oh yeah!
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| To dance, dance, dance the bump-ba-di-bump, bump, bump
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| Ow! |