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Late night call and I'm at your door |
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Teenage tears on the kitchen floor |
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I pull you close, hold my breath |
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Feel your heart beat through your summer dress |
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Shuffle our feet slowly to the stereo |
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And if your boyfriend suddenly appears |
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If your father comes home and finds us here |
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You and I, we won't need an alibi |
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It's only dancing |
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It's only dancing |
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Mirror ball and a cover band |
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Just for kicks, won't you take my hand? |
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It's something that all good friends do |
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It's not like I'm in love with you |
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What a crazy idea! |
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Where did you get that? |
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Let's tangle up our fingertips |
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And I'll rest a hand up on your hips |
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Nothing to see, it's all so innocent |
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It's only dancing |
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It's only dancing |
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It's only dancing |
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It's only dancing |
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Clip-on tie and a sweater vest |
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You wear a veil and a wedding dress |
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I watch you part a crowded room |
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A perfect bride and a perfect groom |
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As you float across the ballroom in his arms |
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And I wanna scream, I wanna burst |
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I wanna blame the whole damn universe |
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But the same three words I whisper to myself |
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It's only dancing |
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It's only dancing |
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It's only dancing |
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It's only dancing |