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Just a still town girl on a Saturday night |
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Looking for the fight of her life |
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In the real-time world |
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No one sees her at all |
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They all say she's crazy |
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Locking rhythms to the beat of her heart |
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Changing woman into life |
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She has danced into the danger zone |
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When the dancer becomes the dance |
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It can cut you like a knife |
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If the gift becomes the fire |
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On a wire between |
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Will and what will be |
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She's a maniac |
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Maniac on the floor |
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(On the floor) |
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And she's dancing |
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Like she's never danced before |
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(She's dancing likes...) |
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She's a maniac |
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Maniac on the floor |
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(On the floor) |
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And she's dancing |
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Like she's never danced before |
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(Never danced before) |
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On the ice-build iron sanity |
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Is a place most never see |
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It's a hard warm place of mystery |
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Touch it, but can't hold it |
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You work all your life |
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For that moment in time |
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It could come or pass you by |
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It's a push of the world |
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But there's always a chance |
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If the hunger stays the night |
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It can cut you like a knife |
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If the gift becomes the fire |
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On a wire between |
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Will and what will be |
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She's a maniac |
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Maniac I sure know |
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(I sure know) |
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And she's dancing |
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Like she's never danced before |
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(She's danced before) |
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She's a maniac |
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Maniac I sure know |
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(I sure know) |
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And she's dancing |
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Like she's never danced before |
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She's a maniac |
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Maniac I sure know |
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And she's dancing |
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Like she's never danced before |
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(She's dancing likes...) |
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She's a maniac |
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Maniac I sure know |
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(I sure know) |
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And she's dancing |
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Like she's never danced before |
