| Last night in the parlor
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| And I ain’t other boys in the band
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| While I stood there in the corner
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| And I wait for the feeling to dance
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| Every woman and their baby
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| Better call them all if you can
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| And today found her swinging
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| Rather be there clapping your hands
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| I said hey man, holler
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| Twist in the parlor
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| Move those feet if you can
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| Don’t just stand there in the corner
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| And wait for the feeling to dance
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| I said ah oh, ah oh
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| Ah oh, ah oh
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| Last night in the parlor
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| I was only taking the best
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| But I held myself together
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| All the rain was taking me down
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| I said hey man, holler
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| Twist in the parlor
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| Move your feet if you can
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| Don’t just stand there in the corner
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| And wait for the feeling to dance
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| It was last night in the parlor
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| Well, we gave all the hell that we had
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| Gone today, don’t you want it
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| I’ll twist and shake it again
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| I said hey man, holler
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| Twist in the parlor
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| Move your feet if you can
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| Don’t just stand there in the corner
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| And wait for the feeling to dance
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| I said ah oh, ah oh
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| Ah oh, ah oh
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| Ah oh, ah oh |