| We were the upside of down on a Saturday night
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| And the girls were bickering and starting to fight
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| «Hey you, don’t push just wait your turn!»
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| Said the bouncer to the woman with the carpet burn
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| Said «I exist in flexitime
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| You’ll need a ruler 'cause I’m out of line
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| Your energetic young face will change to mush
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| And the policeman will keep hush hush»
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| And say
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| Na na na… (night vision)…
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| Well we’re the enigmatic panda team
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| And we don’t think about reason when we have a dream
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| And with pine kernel teeth we can chew on bone
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| So count your country overthrown
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| So we splinter group and do defect
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| So the bouncer threw a wobbler at the woman he decked
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| And we go wham! |
| Wham! |
| Wham! |
| On the nightclub floor
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| But security have immunity
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| Don’t go
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| Na na na… (night vision)…
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| Well my T-shirt read «we love airplane noise»
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| And as the Eurogirls kissed the Euroboys
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| We say by-bye-buy it’s time to fly
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| And to the easy groove we make a move
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| And go
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| Na na na… (night vision)… |