| Oh what, wow
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| He’s the greatest dancer
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| Oh what, wow
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| That I’ve ever seen
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| Oh what, wow
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| He’s the greatest dancer
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| Oh what, wow
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| One night in a disco on the outskirts of Frisco
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| I was cruisin' with my favorite gang
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| The place was so boring, filled with out-of-towners touring
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| I knew that it wasn’t my thing
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| I really wasn’t caring but I felt my eyes staring
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| At a guy who stuck out in the crowd
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| He had the kind of body that would shame Adonis
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| And a face that would make any man proud
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| Oh what, wow
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| He’s the greatest dancer
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| Oh what, wow
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| That I’ve ever seen
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| Oh what, wow
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| He’s the greatest dancer
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| Oh what, wow
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| The champion of dance, his moves would put you in a trance
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| And he never leaves the disco alone
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| Arrogance but not conceit, as a man he is complete
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| My crème de la crème, please take me home
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| He wears the finest clothes, the best designers, heaven knows
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| Oooh, from his head down to his toes
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| Halston, Gucci, Fiorucci, he looks like a still
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| That man is dressed to kill
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| Oh what, wow
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| He’s the greatest dancer
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| Oh what, wow
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| That I’ve ever seen
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| Oh what, wow
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| He’s the greatest dancer
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| Oh what, wow |