| Discos don’t make much sense
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| Maybe it’s me but I can’t dance
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| But that’s allowed, 'cos I’m in time
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| Make sure you leave a little space
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| And maybe I’ll try to give some grace
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| But that’s allowed, 'cos I’m in time
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| Could you leave it? |
| I’m an imposter but I still try
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| Just to see all the disco lights
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| Better to tell before the attitude change
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| And I’m there cos I can?
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| Dance aloud, 'cos I chose my radio
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| And I choose to let it go, but I don’t care
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| Dance aloud 'cos I’m lost when I am found
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| Lost when I am found, but I don’t care
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| Now it’s up to me
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| Everything’s pumping can’t you see
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| I’ve been around, but that’s okay
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| Distance without any space
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| Maybe I’m listening but I’m too late
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| But that’s allowed, 'cos I can’t wait
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| Discos don’t make much sense
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| Maybe it’s me but I can’t dance
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| But that’s allowed, 'cos I’m in time
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| Make sure you leave a little space
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| And maybe I’ll try to give some grace
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| But that’s allowed, 'cos I’m in time |