| You’re always dancing down the street
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| With your suede blue eyes
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| And every new boy that you meet
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| He doesn’t know the real surprise
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| (Here she comes again)
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| When she’s dancing 'neath the starry sky, ooh
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| She’ll make you flip
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| (Here she comes again)
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| When she’s dancing 'neath the starry sky
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| I kinda like the way she dips
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| Oh, she’s my best friend’s girl
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| Well, she’s my best friend’s girl, girl
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| But she used to be mine
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| You got your nuclear boots
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| And your drip dry glove
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| Ooh, when you bite your lip
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| It’s some reaction to love, o-ove, o-ove
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| (Here she comes again)
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| When she’s dancing 'neath the starry sky, yeah
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| I’ll make you flip
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| (Here she comes again)
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| When she’s dancing 'neath the starry sky
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| (Here she comes again)
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| I kinda like the way, I like the way she dips
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| 'Cause she’s my best friend’s girl
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| Well, she’s my best friend’s girl, girl
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| And she used to be mine
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| She’s so fine
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| Always da-dancing down the street
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| With your suede blue eye-eyes
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| And every new boy that you meet
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| He doesn’t know the real surprise
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| (Here she comes again)
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| When she’s dancing 'neath the starry sky
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| (Here she comes again)
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| Oh, she’ll make you flip
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| (Here she comes again)
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| When she’s dancing 'neath the starry sky
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| (Here she comes again)
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| I kinda like the way, I like the way she dips
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| 'Cause she’s my best friend’s girl
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| She’s my best friend’s girl, irl, uh-irl
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| And she used to be mine
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| She’s so fine
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| (My best friend’s girlfriend) Oh
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| (My best friend’s girlfriend) She used to be mine
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| (My best friend’s girlfriend) Yeah, yeah
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| (My best friend’s girlfriend) Said she used to be mine
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| (My best friend’s girlfriend) Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| (My best friend’s girlfriend) She used to be mine
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| (My best friend’s girlfriend)
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| (My best friend’s girlfriend) |