| hey called her Rita
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| But she had another name
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| She danced the Luca
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| And the boys she’d entertain
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| With just one look at you
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| You’re under her spell all night, all night
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| And as the curtains opened
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| Rita hit the floor
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| A smile so wild that all the boys
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| would ask for more
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| She opened up her arms
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| And welcomed everyone inside, inside
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| Club C’est la vie
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| The place to be
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| Where you can live your fantasy
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| Club C’est la vie
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| The energy will get you high
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| The kicks are free
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| At Club C’est la vie
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| As Rita danced the place would lift up off it’s feet
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| And all the crashers would be left out on the street
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| For just one look at her
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| They’d stand in a line all day, they say
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| I stared across the floor
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| And the I caught her eye
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| She moved towards me
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| And I started to see why
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| Everybody came for miles just to
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| See her show, you know |