| I used to spend most of my time
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| Just being alone, yes, I did
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| Nothing to do, no place to go Just stayed at home
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| So I put my blues upon the shelf
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| And I made up my mind
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| To live a little myself
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| So I went on down to a disco
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| Disco, that’s where
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| The happy people go
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| (Happy people go)
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| And they’re just dancing along
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| To a perfect song at the disco
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| Disco, that’s where
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| The happy people go And they’re just dancing along
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| To a perfect song at the disco
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| Now listen, all my friends
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| They wonder what’s come over me They all say I’m not the
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| Same old guy I used to be, yeah
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| First of all, I got myself together
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| I danced my blues away
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| They’re gone forever
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| Then I ease on down to the disco
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| Disco, that’s where
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| The happy people go
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| (Happy people go)
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| And they’re just dancing along
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| To a perfect song at the disco
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| Clap your hands
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| Just stomp your feet, alright
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| Get on down, get on down
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| Just get on down
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| Sing the song, children
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| Boogie, boogie, boogie
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| Boogie, boogie
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| Boogie, boogie
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| Boogie, boogie
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| Boogie, boogie
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| Boogie, boogie
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| Oh, yeah
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| Keep on, keep on Keep on Disco, that’s where
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| The happy people go And they’re just dancing along
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| To a perfect song at the disco |