| The so-so, the tremors
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| The costumes, the grammar
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| The light bulbs, the letters
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| The zeros and the chatter
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| But it’s never been clearer
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| We’ll just dance in the mirror
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| And the party will look twice as big
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| And you can DJ, if you bring that record
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| You said 'Was a hit in Sweden'
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| The power, the gossip
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| The grovel, that lost it
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| And who’s gonna go to Roshambo
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| The best of two outta three
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| The smack of the twigs
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| And the squeals of the pigs
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| And the sound in your head
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| When your thinking of me
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| But it’s never been clearer
|
| We’ll just dance in the mirror
|
| And the party will look twice as big
|
| And you can DJ, if you bring that record
|
| You said 'Was a hit in Sweden'
|
| But it’s never been clearer
|
| We’ll just dance in the mirror
|
| And the party will look twice as big
|
| And you can DJ, if you bring that record
|
| You said 'Was a hit in Sweden'
|
| But it’s never been clearer
|
| We’ll just dance in the mirror
|
| And the party will look twice as big
|
| And you can be DJ, if you bring that record
|
| You said 'Was a hit in Sweden' |