| Now you move so smooth
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| It’s all new inside you.
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| Spins that rhythm
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| You let push through.
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| Rows to rows, mile to mile
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| Gaze is fixed, eyes on fire.
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| Something secret sleeps deep
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| Inside.
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| It’s your natural place
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| You stay
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| Scotty’s got his way, yeah.
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| And you laugh in their faces
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| You say, «Scotty's got to stay,» yeah.
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| They blink once, they blink twice
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| Seen it all, hearts like ice.
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| Something secret sleeps deep
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| Within you.
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| It’s your natural place
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| You stay
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| Scotty’s got his way, yeah.
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| And you laugh in their faces
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| You say, «Scotty's got to stay,» yeah.
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| It’s your natural place
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| And you laugh in their faces.
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| It’s your natural place
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| You stay
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| Scotty’s got his way, yeah.
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| You laugh in their faces
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| You say…
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| If I could fly, I’d pick you up
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| I’d take you into the night
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| And show you love
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| If I could fly, I’d pick you up
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| I’d take you into the night
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| And show you love |