Come in, radio's on
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And everyone's dancing around on the lawn
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Father picks up his guitar
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He's out there playing along
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Young girls from out of state
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Dancing their way on the china plates
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Tearing apart all the drapes
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Turning them all into gowns for their parade
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And I want you to know, while you're singing out of tune
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I'll be in the back, making eyes across the room
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So, I guess if things go right
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I could be out on the tiles all night
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So put my name on your dance card
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And usher me out to the yard where the band plays
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And when it's over the lights are going out
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Why don't you go home, these drinks are swimming in my head
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And I don't think I can make upstairs to find a bed
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So i sleep in my clothes again,
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On the floor next to all my friends
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And I wake up asking, what have I done
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I'm kicking myself when the lights come back on
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Fort Nightly
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White Rabbits |