| I’ve got a message,
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| I think the moon is falling
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| But thank god we’re on the sun.
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| So put the knife in As the night just keeps on turning.
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| It’s 6 am but we’ve just begun.
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| You don’t need a reason,
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| To get out on the dance floor.
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| We can get it on, and on,
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| All night long.
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| You don’t need a reason,
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| To get out on the dance floor.
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| We can get it on, and on,
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| All night.
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| I am blood on the bottom of your shoes.
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| You feel it baby maybe, hook line and sinker.
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| I am the sun.
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| You are the sinking moon.
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| Definitely maybe baby,
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| No one to take you!
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| You’ve got a message,
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| But all the lights are boring.
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| Ya we’re so shamed
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| Under the gun
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| So turn the lights out
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| We’re holding hands while burning
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| Your 21 and second to none!
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| Ya ya ya ya You don’t need a reason,
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| To get out the on the dance floor.
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| And we can get it on, and on,
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| All night long.
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| I am the blood on the bottom of your shoes.
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| You are the savor baby,
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| Come fight the singer
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| I am the sun.
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| You are the sinking moon.
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| I feel it coming.
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| Ya, and i want to take you!
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| Oooh oh oh Oooh ohh
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| Oh oh oh
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| You don’t need a reason,
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| To get out on the dance floor.
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| We can get it on, and on,
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| All night.
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| You don’t need a reason,
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| To get out on the dance floor.
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| We can get it on, and on,
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| All night long
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| Men, Women & C |