| Clinking glasses of martinis and champagne
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| Laughter resonating across the room they go insane
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| Bodies shakin bouncin with the tempo of the beat
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| Sweat drippin but they keep on groovin, fuck the heat
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| Dark room illuminated by their bright eyes
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| Ice on their neck, their nose, and their golden chalice
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| Exchanging kisses with unfamiliar faces
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| Hazy, dazy, they don’t give a fuck what day it is
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| (No No No) I want to join the fun, but there’s comfort in a corner
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| (No No No) Will I have the same smile like those on the dance floor?
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| (No No No) Attracted by neon lights, dreaming on drunken nights
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| (No No No) I wanna be in jive, but my moves are out of step
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| So get your groove on, show your moves son
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| Crank the volume up, let the bass thump your lungs
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| Sway your hips left and right, let it go, do the grind
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| The night is young, free your mind. |
| Everything will be alright
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| (Pa-pa-para-pa) Let me have a bite, Let me have a bite on those lies
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| (Pa-pa-para-pa) Plastering a smile, while the truth is in disguise
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| The hang over, they try to forget |
| Running through their system mixed feelings they regret
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| Warm bodies turned to fuck buddies, can’t digest
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| Without the smoke, it’s a fleeting feeling, doesn’t last
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| Danced til the break of dawn, with a different beat
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| Ingesting numbers rather than hennys, crises and gin
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| Morning has a different groove than the fantasy
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| Last night feels like a fiction, like a movie
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| (No No No) I want to join the fun, but there’s comfort in a corner
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| (No No No) Will I have the same smile like those on the dance floor?
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| (No No No) Attracted by neon lights, dreaming on drunken nights
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| (No No No) I wanna be in jive, but my moves are out of step
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| So get your groove on, show your moves son
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| Crank the volume up, let the bass thump your lungs
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| Sway your hips left and right, let it go, do the grind
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| The night is young, free your mind. |
| Everything will be alright
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| (Pa-pa-para-pa) Let me have a bite, Let me have a bite on those lies
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| (Pa-pa-para-pa) Plastering a smile, while the truth is in disguise
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| Closin them lights you are lost |
| Throwin everything but at what cost
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| You and the night star-crossed
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| Dreams of glitz and glamour dies in permafrost
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| Fuck the party, fuck the fame
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| Burn it with the black flame of your shame
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| You only have yourself to blame for your games
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| Sit the fuck down I am ready with the aim
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| Spray, spray, spray it
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| Empty the whole fucking clip (ya)
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| Bullets goin through your brainless skull
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| Splatter pink matter on the dance floor
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| Spray, spray, spray it
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| Empty the whole fucking clip (ya)
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| Killin vibes by killin lies
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| I’mma killin lives serve as killin guides (whoa)
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| (Yah yah yah) Don’t wanna join the fun, cause there’s comfort in a corner
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| (Yah yah yah) Wouldn’t have the same smile like those on the dance floor!
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| (Yah yah yah) Blinded by neon lights, dying on drunken nights
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| (Yah yah yah) Don’t wanna be in jive with you I’ll do my own moves and steps
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| I’ll get my groove on, look at my moves son
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| The volume’s not enough, the bass ain’t deep enough to thump
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| Leave the room left and right, end it all and do the grind
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| The night is dark, ain’t getting young. |
| Everything is not alright |
| (Pa-pa-para-pa) Go and have a bite, Go and have a bite on those lies
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| (Pa-pa-para-pa) Plastering a smile, while the truth is hurting you inside
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| (Pa-pa-para-pa) x2 |