Life, darling, lasts as much as dancing
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Fandango, bolero, be-bop
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Manna, hosanna, rosary and rampart
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And drive, and enough, and stop
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The ball is the longest they ask us for
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They don't play an encore, though it's a pity
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So before the hearts declare bankruptcy
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To the prom, march to the prom
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The aorta is going crazy, I'm going to the courts
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You are on fire in your hands
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Pass the heartless cities like ports
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Because life, because life is a ball
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The buffet as well as the buffet is stocked
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It depends whether here or there
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Dance while you are alive and laugh at your wife
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And drink… I will give health!
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Ref
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Long live the ball!
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Because this life is a ball over the balls!
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Long live the ball!
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The second time they won't invite us at all!
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The orchestra is playing!
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They are still dancing and the door is open!
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A day worth a day!
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And this life is worth the effort!
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Peasant worker and boa rattlesnake
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Waves are emerging from non-existence
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He is leading his mother and father and wife
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And he goes, goes to the ball
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Dry Grim Reaper - that Miss Bouncer
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We'll turn off the electricity in the middle of the day
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So let's push the wheelbarrow of madness, like Byron
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Because we have a prom once!
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Ref
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Long live the ball!
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Because this life is a ball over the balls!
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Long live the ball!
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The second time they won't invite us at all!
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The orchestra is playing!
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They are still dancing and the door is open!
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A day worth a day!
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And this life is worth the effort! |