| The sang about love to St. Luicia
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| On the day the Saint was born
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| They had a parade, they had a party
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| People staying up 'til the dawn
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| The people sang loud into the night
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| The deep blue night and the drums were right
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| The dancing went on al night long,
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| Until the orange of the early morning
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| You got a good thing
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| Gonna have a good thing
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| Moving, grooving, Never losing
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| The things they never lost before
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| Finding it right until the midnight
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| Everybody got a little love sick
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| The Saint was great
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| 'Cause he made chocolate cake
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| Spread it on the ear
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| And called it dirt
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| Spreads like sugar on the mountain top
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| People like to drink some good pop
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| You got a good thing
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| Gonna have a good thing
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| They sang about love to St. Luicia
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| On the day the Saint was born
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| They sang about love in the street,
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| Gutter-style the throw down
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| The party went on until the dawn
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| People clapping hand, that’s hand in hand
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| Feet to feet, the jams were neat
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| People got along, it was great
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| You got a good thing,
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| Gonna have a good thing |