Lookin' for the good life
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dressed to kill
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She don't have to worry 'cause
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there's always someone else who will
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Loose and loaded every night
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Dancin' underneath the flashin' light
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sayin, "Look at me, baby, look at me.
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I'm beautiful, I'm beautiful, I'm somebody."
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Just slip into the arms of the disco strangler
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He's been around here all along, baby,
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Been waiting for his time to come.
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You lookin' for attention, darlin'
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He will surely give you some
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He's the crimson in your face du jour,
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the fiddler in your darkest night.
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He's the melody without a cure and
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Rome is burning, but that's all right.
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Just slip into the arms of the disco strangler
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Just slip into the arms of the disco strangler
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The Disco Strangler
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The Eagles |