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Sidewalk swagger, |
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Silent danger in her style. |
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An air of mystery, |
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You know it hit me, |
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When I saw those flashing lines. |
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Oh no, well don't you run and hide, |
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Lord I've been hypnotized, |
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Use no small town chatter, |
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She got the moonlight manner. |
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Use sleight of hand, |
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Tricks of the light. |
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Ain't no pretender, |
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She's a real contender. |
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Snakes and ladders ain't her style. |
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Oh no, well don't drive me wild, |
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Oww.. I'm feeling so mystified. |
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Oh..yeah... |
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Well I'm feeling so mystified. |
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I just sorta stand there. |
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Some crazy feeling, |
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Cramps my style. |
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I should know better, |
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She's a real upsetter. |
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Well that moonlight manner, |
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Has got my mind. |
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Oh yeah, well don't you run and hide, |
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Oh yeah, I feel hypnotized. |
