| So you’re on the prowl wondering whether she left already or not
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| Leather jacket, collar popped like antenna
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| Never knowing when to stop
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| Sunglasses indoors, par for the course
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| Lights in the floors and sweat on the walls
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| Cages and poles
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| Call off the search for your soul, or put it on hold again
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| She’s having a sly indoor smoke
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| She calls the folks who run this her oldest friends
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| Sipping her drink and laughing at imaginary jokes
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| As all the signals are sent, her eyes invite you to approach
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| And it seems as though those lumps in your throat
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| That you just swallowed have got you going
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| Come on, come on, come on
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| Come on, come on, come on
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| Number one party anthem
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| She’s a certified mind blower, knowing full well that I don’t
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| May suggest there’s somewhere from which you might know her
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| Just to get the ball to roll
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| Drunken monologues, confused because
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| It’s not like I’m falling in love I just want you to do me no good
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| And you look like you could
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| Come on, come on, come on
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| Come on, come on, come on
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| Number one party anthem
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| Come on, come on, come on
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| Before the moment’s gone
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| Number one party anthem
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| Yeah, yeah
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| The look of love — the rush of blood
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| The «She's with me"'s — the Gallic shrug
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| The shutterbugs — the Camera Plus
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| The black and white — the colour dodge
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| The good time girls — the cubicles
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| The house of fun — the number one party anthem
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| Come on, come on, come on
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| Come on, come on, come on
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| Come on, come on, come on
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| Come on, come on, come on
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| Before the moment’s gone
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| Number one party anthem
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| Number one party anthem
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| Number one party anthem
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| Yeah, yeah |