| Come, smash up your seats tonight
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| Sippin'on wine
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| I'm fine
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| The music keeps me up all night
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| Cause I'm full of lust
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| Come with us
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| Run for your lives
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| I'm only lonely when the music's over
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| Lonely when you're going home
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| [Chorus]
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| We don't celebrate Sundays anymore
|
| (we don't celebrate Sundays)
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| My good church is not open on Sundays
|
| (we don't celebrate Sundays)
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| Touched, touched by that amazing sound
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| My blood begins to boil
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| A celebration to the night
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| Cause I'm full of lust
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| Come with us
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| Let's spend the night
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| There's no, no religion in my house
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| No thick people in my house
|
| [Chorus]
|
| We don't celebrate Sundays anymore
|
| (we don't celebrate Sundays)
|
| My good church is not open on Sundays
|
| (we don't celebrate Sundays)
|
| We don't celebrate Sundays anymore
|
| We don't celebrate Sundays anymore
|
| (we don't celebrate Sundays)
|
| My good church is not open on Sundays
|
| (we don't celebrate Sundays)
|
| Come, smash up your seats tonight
|
| (we don't celebrate Sundays)
|
| I said come, celebration to the night
|
| (we don't celebrate Sundays)
|
| I said come, smash up your seats tonight
|
| (we don't celebrate Sundays)
|
| I said come, celebration to the night
|
| (we don't celebrate Sundays)
|
| (we don't celebrate Sundays) |