| When I don’t want to forget
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| Where I come from
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| I think of your moose your class
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| And I’m back home
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| I’ve got your rythm in my blood
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| Your crazy touch in my soul
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| My memory’s out of control
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| I can’t get you out of my mind…
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| Come back to, come back to dance
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| With me
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| Come back to, come back to dance
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| With me
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| Your feet on the dancefloor had
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| Nothing to prove
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| You have your own be bop style
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| And your groove
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| Because I grew up on your knees
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| When start the music is a glee
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| Nobody ever stops me
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| I can’t get you out of my mind…
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| Come back to, come back to dance
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| With me
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| Come back to, come back to dance
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| With me
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| Come back to, come back to dance
|
| With me
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| Come back to, come back to dance
|
| With me
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| I can’t get you out of my mind…
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| Come back to, come back to dance
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| With me
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| Come back to, come back to dance
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| With me |