| They say he’s crazy
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| Pay him no mind
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| He loves a woman
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| That lives in his mind
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| They say a stranger
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| Came in one night
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| And left with his woman
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| And he lost his mind
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| When the band starts playin'
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| A song from yesterday
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| He’ll look at the bottle
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| And here’s what he’ll say
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| Dance with me, Molly
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| They’re playin' our song
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| It’s almost midnight
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| And time to go home
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| Yeah she’s yesterday’s woman
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| And tonight’s glass of wine
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| He says, «Dance with me, Molly
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| Dance with me, Molly just one more time»
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| Oh, it’s to the bottle
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| Like it wears his name
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| But if that makes him happy
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| It ain’t no shame
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| So buy him a bottle
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| And he’ll be okay
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| Put a quarter in the jukebox
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| And you’ll hear him say
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| Dance with me, Molly
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| They’re playing our song
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| It’s almost midnight
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| And time to go home
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| Yeah she’s yesterday’s woman
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| And tonight’s glass of wine
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| He says, «Dance with me, Molly
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| Dance with me, Molly just one more time»
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| Woah, dance with me, Molly
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| They’re playing our song
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| It’s almost midnight
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| And time to go home
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| Yeah, she’s yesterday’s woman
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| And tonight’s glass of wine
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| He says, «Dance with me, Molly
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| Dance with me, Molly just one more time»
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| He says, «Dance with me, Molly
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| Oh, dance with me, Molly just one more time» |