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I've got a message |
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I think the moon is falling |
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But thank god, we're on the sun |
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So put the knife in |
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As the night just keeps on turning |
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It's 6 am, but we've just begun |
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You don't need a reason |
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To get out on the dance floor |
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We can get it on, and on |
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All night long |
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You don't need a reason |
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To get out on the dance floor |
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And we can get it on, and on |
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All night |
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I am blood, on the bottom of your shoes |
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You feel it baby |
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Hook, line and sinker |
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I am the sun |
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You are the sinking moon |
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Definitely maybe baby |
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I'm want to take you |
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You've got a message |
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But all the lights are burning |
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Ya, our shoes shake |
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Under the gun |
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So turn the lights out |
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We're holding hands while burning |
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You're 21 and second to none |
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Ya, ya, ya, ya |
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You don't need a reason |
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To get out on the dance floor |
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We can get it on, and on |
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All night long |
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I am the blood on the bottom of your shoes |
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You are the savior, baby |
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Come fight the singer |
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I am the sun |
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You are the sinking moon |
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I feel it coming |
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Ya, and I want to take you |
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Home, home |
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You don't need a reason |
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To get out on the dance floor |
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We can get it on, and on |
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All night |
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You don't need a reason |
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To get out on the dance floor |
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We can get it on, and on |
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All night long |
