| Well, it started with your hips
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| So I moved up to your lips
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| To take a chance, ask for a dance
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| Cause you’re the cutest thing on this side of the world
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| We call our homes
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| Yet I feel so all alone half of the time
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| We gotta live with what we got
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| And I got nothin'
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| So I pray you take my hand so we can conjure up somethin' rad
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| And you could move on with your whole life
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| Just like you do, just like you shoobie-doo-doo-too
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| But you could make everything alright
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| And I want you to
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| Because ever since the first dance
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| All I thought about was lovin' on you
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| So I moved to the dance floor
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| With instincts and nothing more
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| I had ants in my pants; |
| I did the boogie dance
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| And there was nothing to do but laugh
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| So I took another leap
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| Hoping to sweep you off your feet
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| I said, baby maybe we could bust this joint
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| And see if my place is open to chill
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| And you could move on with your whole life
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| Just like you do, just like you shoobie-doo-doo-too
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| But you could make everything alright
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| And I want you to
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| Because ever since the first dance
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| All I thought about was lovin' on you
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| And you could move on with your whole life
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| Just like you do, just like you shoobie-doo-doo-too
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| But you could make everything alright
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| And I want you to
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| Because ever since the first dance
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| All I thought about was lovin' on you |