| Four scores and yesterdays
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| And way back when, just to begin, my friends
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| There was music in the air, somewhere
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| For those who wanted to sigh and even grin
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| Music for the soul so sweet
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| Relaxed their minds and moved their feet
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| And kicked off a beat
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| And they were dancin'
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| I said, they were prancin'
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| Whoa-whoa
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| They were dancin'
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| I said, they were prancin'
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| People started everywhere
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| To dig the sound and act a clown for you
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| While others sat back in deep thought
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| Not knowing what to do
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| It was really hard to accept
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| And some minds were blown along with the rest I know
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| And when it grew louder
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| Some folks got up and said they had to go
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| The music grabbed them by the hands
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| And snapped their fingers and then they dug the band
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| They tried to run, but that’s where the fun begun
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| They were dancin'
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| They were prancin'
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| I said, they were dancin'
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| They were prancin'
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| Dancin'
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| Prancin'
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| Dancin'
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| They were prancin'
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| I said, they were dancin'
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| They were prancin'
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| Dancin'
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| Prancin'… |