| Up tight, tied up again
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| Tied up again with my one and only friend
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| Your voice is all I can hear
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| All I can hear it’s the music to my ears
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| Staying out of trouble staying in and out of touch
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| In and out of touch I can never get enough
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| Up tight, tied up again
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| Some things will never change
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| It’s almost like we go Dance with desire then we go playing with fire
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| Then we go into the wild again
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| It’s almost like we go Dance with desire then we go playing with fire
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| Then we go into the wild again
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| Get back, get back to town
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| These city lights gonna bring us home tonight
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| Cos we knew the colour of gold
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| So long ago it’s a story to be told
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| Staying out of trouble staying in and out of touch
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| In and out of touch I can never get enough
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| Get back, get back to town
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| Please come around tonight
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| It’s almost like we go Dance with desire then we go playing with fire
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| Then we go into the wild again
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| Into the wild again
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| Into the wild again
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| Let me run with you
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| Let me run with you my friend
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| Let me be with you
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| Running through the wild again
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| Let me run with you
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| Let me run with you my friend
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| Let me be with you
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| Running to the wild again
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| It’s almost like we go Dance with desire then we go playing with fire
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| Then we go into the wild again
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| Into the wild
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| Into the wild again
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| Into the wild
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| Into the wild again
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| Into the wild |