| I knew that I had drunk too much
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| I had passed my drink degree
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| I climbed into my rented car
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| I was happy as could be
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| Then I pulled out of the driveway
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| And the lights began to blur
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| Within a mile the car was stopped
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| By a police officer — she said
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| «Did you see the light was red?
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| Did you see the light at all?»
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| Then I fell into her open arm
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| And that’s all that I recall
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| I knew that I had danced before
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| But it never made the news
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| Surprised to find my two left feet
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| In John Travolta’s shoes
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| I hogged the space around a girl
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| I found so full of verve
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| Then I moved in slowly for the kill
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| And watched her body swerve
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| She said «did you know I’m not impressed
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| With the way you dance at all»
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| Then I fell into her open arms
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| And that’s all that I recall
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| Blacked out and wasted
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| I had to be persuaded
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| With my view a little jaded
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| That I was about to go
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| Down like a domino
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| I knew that I had said too much
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| But tact was not my way
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| Tears were on her bottom lip
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| She had nothing more to say except
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| «Did you know this love we have
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| Has made me feel so small»
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| Then I fell into her open arms
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| And that’s all that I recall |