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Living in the morning, loving in the evening, |
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Dance in the midnight sun. |
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Get up in the morning; better get a feeling, |
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Gotta get the footwork done. |
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Dance with your mamma; dance with your papa, |
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Dance with your only son. |
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Hanging on your footsteps, living with your upsets, |
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Burn in the midnight sun. |
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Ah, come on burn. |
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Tango, tango, where did the man go, |
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He was gonna take you some. |
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Tango, tango, where did the man go. |
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Tango's got him on the run. |
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Caught by a fooler, me a little leaver, |
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Never thought we'd need to run. |
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I'm no deceiver, tango believer, |
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Doing what must be done. |
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Ah, come on burn. |
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Tango, tango, where did the man go, |
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He was gonna take you some. |
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Tango, tango, where did the man go. |
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Tango's got him on the run. |
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I'm no deceiver, |
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Tango believer, |
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Doing what must be done. |
