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I spin around 'n find myself again |
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With a thought I'm just a man in the street |
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You check it out another look-a-like but he's not me |
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I know the places, I know the faces |
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'n I know the fact that the action is to go |
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I'm satisfied with the tempo of the night |
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Oh can't you see |
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Lights are blinking 'n I'm thinking |
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That I'm sinking into the groove of the night |
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You hang around with me and I'll let you know |
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Things that we can do a place that we can go |
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When the world is in her hands |
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Everything's complete |
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When the world is in her hands |
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It's everything I need |
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She loves you all the same |
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Thought balck turns to white |
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Oh yeah she's generating love |
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You don't have to answer |
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I'll find another dancer |
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A man in the street |
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To get your daily satisfaction |
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You got to be greedy |
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No time to settle down |
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No time to push myself around |
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I'm satisfied with the tempo of the night |
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Oh can't you see |
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(let me say) |
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Once again I've gotta feeling |
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That I'm dealing with the groove of the night |
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Every move she does in generation love |
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It's in her vains, it's in her blood |
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(she's generating love) |