| Your best friend asked if I am straight or gay
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| I can understand the question when I dance this way
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| Straight I said, he said that’s okay
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| Some other little something might be coming your way
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| A little while later and up you slide
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| Sipping on your drink, I’m making moves on the side
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| I’ve got to impress her with my mating routine
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| Show her something no New Yorker will have ever seen
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| So I pull out the peacock knees of surprise
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| She laughs and tells me that I sprayed sweat in her eyes
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| I apologise, stand still on the spot
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| She puts her hand on my back and says wow you’re hot
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| You turn me on
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| You turn me on
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| You turn me on
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| You turn me on
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| You turn me on
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| You turn me on
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| You turn me on
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| You turn me on
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| You turn me on
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| You turn me on
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| You turn me on
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| It’s as clear as the ice melting in my glass
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| There was no need for questions to be asked
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| Hear the how d’you dos, why d’you dos, political views, you’ve heard the news
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| The, «Oh, my God it’s different here, you have to tip with every beer»
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| It’s clear, so little time to waste
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| Make the move, haste post haste
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| This is lust at first sight
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| Let’s knock at the night 'til it retreats to light
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| I’m in New York making out in the back of a cab
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| And she’s giving me her body to taste, touch and grab
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| I’m fulfilling a cliche, ticking a box
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| Big Apple, yellow cab and an American fox
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| The city gliding past us block by block
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| I never ever ever want this cliché to stop
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| Knowing that skyscrapers rise above
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| I could have sworn I felt a crazy little surge of love
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| The love of lust, directed at you
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| Do you feel the same way too
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| Please tell me that you do
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| And we can love lust the whole night through
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| They say it’s better to have loved and lost than never loved at all
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| Just love the lust, you’ll have the leap without the fall
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| They say it’s better to have loved and lost than never loved at all
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| Just love the lust, you’ll have the leap without the fall
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| They say it’s better to have loved and lost than never loved at all
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| Just love the lust, you’ll have the leap without the fall
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| They say it’s better to have loved and lost than never loved at all
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| Just love the lust, you’ll have the leap without the fall
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| (You turn me on)
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| You turn me on
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| You turn me on
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| You turn me on
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| You turn me on
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| You turn me on
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| You turn me on
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| You turn me on
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| You turn me on
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| You turn me on
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| You turn me on |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Washington Square, artist - The Correspondents. Album song What's Happened to Soho?, in the genre Танцевальная музыка