| When you’re all wired up 'cos it’s Saturday night
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| And nowhere to go; |
| your little fish don’t bite
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| When all you see when you look around
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| Is a ship of fools and a dirty old town
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| When the ice cream man licks his lips
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| And says «I want you» with a clockwise twist
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| You better groove on (groove on)
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| When your cosmic mind has lost its way
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| And you can’t even rain on your own parade
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| You better groove on
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| Everybody
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| When the High Street pirates pull their guns
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| And say «What's it gonna be--money or love?»
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| When you look in the mirror and no one’s there
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| No one to save you and the cupboard is bare
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| When Strawberry Fields don’t last forever
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| Kiss the sky and never say never
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| Better groove on (groove on)
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| When love kicks in with a vicious grin
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| All or nothing, sink or swim
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| You better groove on
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| Groove on, Groove on
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| Groove on, Groove on
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| When your dog comes on on the television
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| And says «You don’t know just what you’ve been missing»
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| When you take that trip and the sky falls in
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| And you’re upside down, but you’re still looking in
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| When the sun comes out and your hopes are high
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| And Lucy’s back in the diamond sky
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| You better groove on (groove on)
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| Well, if you’re feeling fine, well, I don’t mind
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| That’s what I came all this way to find
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| Groove on, Groove on
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| Groove on, Groove on |