| Oh, Charlie, don’t dance dance dance
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| Your head’s in a whirl
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| In a blind romance
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| Oh Charlie, look away look away
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| Do you believe what the good doctor says
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| Now there’s rumors in the city that the banks might close
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| Close for a long holiday
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| And the papers are full of a new meltdown
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| Hold your breath, for the winds are all change
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| Oh, no, Charlie dance dance
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| Oh, go, Charlie dance dance
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| Oh, Charlie dance dance
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| The minister says, put your hands on your head
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| Try and breath through your nose
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| Flat on the floor, bum in the air
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| Let’s all do the death throes
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| Don’t drink the milk, but the water is fine
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| The cows got caught in the rain
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| Charlie, believe what the government says
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| They don’t moo anymore, but I’m sure they’re not dead
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| Don’t chew anymore, but I’m sure they’re not dead
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| Oh, go Charlie dance dance
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| Oh, no Charlie dance dance |