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Sasha don't like to sleep |
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She says she don't like to dream |
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Say it don't matter she's seen everything, yeah |
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She told me once she don't believe in love |
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Says it don't matter gotta get up, get up, get up |
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It's what she lives for, |
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Kissing on the dance floor, |
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Sasha, oh you got your eye on me, |
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Sasha, oh i know you don't sleep. |
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She got a man who don't impress her much, |
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Djs on fridays down and such and such. |
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When your hungry and pretty the city ain't enough |
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You know she tells them boys you better get up, put up, shut up |
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Yeah the pull some rude boys |
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Fighting on the dance floor. |
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Sasha, oh what you running from? |
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Sasha, oh won't you come home? |
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Well i know my baby loves me, she just cannot stop dancing |
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The dance floor calls her name and she just will not stop dancing. |
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Friday is so so focused, focused for self denotive |
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She's in the lobby dancing to the sound track, champagne in hand and screaming at her boyfriend. |
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Sasha can rock it every single night. |
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Staring stupid at some bright street light. |
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Sasha you sleeping when your standing up, |
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To stay awake you gotta get up, get up, get up. |
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Doesn't care anymore, |
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Fighting on the dance floor. |
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Sasha, oh what you running from? |
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Sasha, oh won't you come home? |
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Well i know my baby loves me, she just cannot stop dancing |
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The dance floor calls her name and she just will not stop dancing. |
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Friday is so so focused, focused for self denotive |
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She's in the lobby dancing to the sound track, champaign in hand and screaming gotta get up, put up, shut up. |
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Yeah get what you ask for, rocking on the dance floor. |
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Sasha, oh what you running from? |
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Sasha, oh won't you come home? |
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Sasha this is what we live for, |
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Sasha, we're kissing on the dance floor. |
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Yeah, yeah, kissing on the dance floor |
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(sasha, oh you got your eye on me) |
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Sasha, oh i know you don't sleep. |
