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Tonight, every word will be spoken easy |
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All our stories lead on to fortune and fame |
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Rack 'em up and shoot but the cue ball is missing |
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By tomorrow though, we'll all play different games |
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Anytime we dance, takes us closer to glory |
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The blue jay flew a little to low down today |
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Now that kitty-cat's finally purring out smiles |
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Only cry for so long 'til you're just watering stones |
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Go full circles crawling all those last miles |
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Anytime we dance, takes us closer to glory |
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Anytime we love, brings us closer |
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Our lips just moved closer than ever |
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To naming the feelings we've been made of for all these years |
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Cliches are frayed teeth trying to feed a hungry old soul |
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Words of love, though, will bite back all of those tears |
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Anytime we dance, takes us closer to glory |
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Anyway, we make love |
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Anyway, we love take us closer to glory |
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Anytime we dance |
