| I’m coming out like a .45
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| Spinning like a Wurlitzer on overdrive
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| Feeling like electroglide
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| Touch down satellite, feel alright
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| Tonight, return of love
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| Return, return of the singer
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| Twist me up and watch me burn
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| Just like a falling star about to burn
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| Center down and outward thrust
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| The curtain’s up baby, it’s all or bust
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| Tonight, return all the love you get
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| Return, return of the singer
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| It’s tailor made and it’s heaven sent
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| Just think about the time we’ve spent
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| The way we moved the words we spent
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| If nothing else a testament
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| Oh my love, oh my baby
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| No one else can make me crazy like you, like you
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| Cause we’re all about to move on No one here without a song
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| Pilfering the planet’s blood
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| Been making up the moment from after the flood
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| Tonight, return of love
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| Return, return of the singer
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| I’ll tell you how it’s gonna be We’re gonna make some history
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| A microphone, the truth we need
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| No joke, no trend, no fad of the week
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| Horde of angels, sing as one
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| You know my heart has come undone again, again
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| Return, return of love
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| Return, return of the singer
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| Return of all the love you get
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| Return, return of the singer |