| Won’t you set me up and show me how, it’s gettin' late
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| All these people around me wear me out, can’t concentrate
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| But it’s all too nearly, leave us in the town
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| For today everybody’s gettin down
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| Caught in a crossfire, nobody cares
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| Under the table, callin' your name
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| Won’t you tie me up and seal my mouth with gaffer tape
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| Cause these people around, people all the time
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| It’s not the same, not the same
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| But you’re… leave us in the town
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| Don’t walk away, everybody’s gettin' down, everybody’s gettin' down
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| Caught in a crossfire and nobody cares
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| Under the table and callin' your name
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| Your champagne and perfume, I see you again, see you again
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| Everybody’s gettin' down
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| Everybody’s gettin' down
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| Everybody’s gettin' down
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| Everybody’s gettin' down
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| Everybody’s gettin' down |