| We’re down to California
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| Where the parties going wild
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| Midnight comes all over town
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| But not yet satisfied
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| It is late in the night and
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| When the feeling is right
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| So better buckle up babe for a ride
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| As we’re hitting the road
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| We’re about to explode
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| All our senses been ready to strike
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| She comes walking through the doorway
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| I can feel her streaming heat
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| Midnight lies behind us now
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| My hunger needs to feed
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| We end up in a bar in Santa Monica
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| When she’s flashing a smile to my soul
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| Hey baby come over here
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| And i teach you to love
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| This is all about rock n' roll
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| Fallen angel
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| Fallen angel
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| The aura of Madonna
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| Like she was heaven sent
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| Can’t understand this beauty
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| Gotta dance to pay the rent
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| It is late in the night and
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| When the feeling is right
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| So better buckle up babe for a ride
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| As we’re hitting the road
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| We’re about to explode
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| All our senses been ready to strike
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| Fallen angel
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| Fallen angel
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| Fallen angel
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| Fallen angel
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| It is late in the night and
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| When the feeling is right
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| So better buckle up babe for a ride
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| As we’re hitting the road
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| We’re about to explode
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| All our senses been ready to strike
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| We end up in a bar in Santa Monica
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| When she’s flashing a smile to my soul
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| Hey baby come over here
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| And i teach you to love
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| This is all about rock n' roll
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| Fallen angel
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| Fallen angel
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| Fallen angel
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| Fallen angel |