| Hangin' round downtown by myself
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| And I had so much time
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| To sit and think about myself
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| And then there she was
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| Like double cherry pie
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| Yeah there she was
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| Like disco superfly
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| I smell sex and candy here
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| Who’s that lounging in my chair
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| Who’s that casting devious stares
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| In my direction
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| Mama this surely is a dream
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| Mama this surely is a dream
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| Dig it
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| Hangin' 'round downtown by myself
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| And I’ve had too much caffeine
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| And I was thinkin' 'bout myself
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| And then there she was
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| In platform double suede
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| Yeah there she was
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| Like disco lemonade
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| I smell sex and candy here
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| Who’s that lounging in my chair
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| Who’s that casting devious stares
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| In my direction
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| Mama this surely is a dream
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| Mama this surely is a dream
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| Dig it
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| Mama this surely is a dream
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| I smell sex and candy here
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| Who’s that lounging in my chair?
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| And who’s that casting devious stares
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| In my direction?
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| Mama this surely is a dream
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| Dig it
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| Mama this surely is a dream
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| Mama this surely is a dream
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| Mama this must be my dream |