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Down the side streets and the avenue |
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There be sisters walkin' two by two |
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Their dresses and their shoes are new |
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But their hearts are weary thru and thru |
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And it's a long way into the light of the day |
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While the juke box and the radio play |
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Where the days turn into the nights |
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People move into the sounds and sights |
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Like the moth is drawn into the lights |
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Like the tight-rope walker into the heights |
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It's in their hearts, it's in their hips, |
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It's in their feet, it's on their lips |
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Tonight's the night i'm gonna make you mine |
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Gonna dance right out onto the edge of time |
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When the sound starts pumpin' |
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And the lights are flashin' |
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And my hearts-a-thumpin' |
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And i feel the passion |
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And the world is right there waiting |
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At my finger tips |
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Disco... apocalypse |
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In the dawn the city seems to sigh |
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And the hungry hear their children cry |
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People watch the time go by |
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They do their jobs and live and die |
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And in their dreams they rise above |
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By strength, or hate, or luck, or love |
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Tonight's the night i'm gonna make you mine |
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Gonna dance right out onto the edge of time |
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When the world starts turnin' |
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And the dreams are burnin' |
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And the skies awaken |
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Through the wind and the fire |
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They will be dancing still |
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It's in their hearts, it's in their hips, |
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It's in their feet, it's on their lips |
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A single sound that never ends |
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They die each night and live again |
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I'm gonna make you mine |
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Tonight's the night |
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Out on the edge of time |
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With the dreams of flesh and love dancing in my mind |
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Dancing through the fire on the edge of time |