| I dont need a doctor, I dont need a priest,
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| I dont need no superstitious cures for my release
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| Im flesh an blood, skin an bone
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| A little petticoat company cant get me stoned
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| So just gimme the night,
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| Skin it back to the bone,
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| Turn on the spotlight
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| Cmon, bring on the dancing girls,
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| Bring on the dancing girls,
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| Bring on the dancing girls
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| You can dance, dance,
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| Dance for me,
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| Dance for your daddy all night…
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| I got a one track notion on a feminine squeeze,
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| A sackfull of love an a mindful of fantasies
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| A midnight rider on a stallion steam,
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| I got an old mans weakness hanging on a young mans dream
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| So just gimme the night,
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| Skin it back to the bone,
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| Turn on the spotlight
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| Cmon, bring on the dancing girls,
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| Bring on the dancing girls,
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| Bring on the dancing girls
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| You can dance, dance,
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| Dance for me,
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| Dance for your daddy all night…
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| So just gimme the night,
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| Skin it back to the bone,
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| Turn on the spotlight
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| Cmon, bring on the dancing girls,
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| Bring on the dancing girls… |