I sit at this bar,
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It's a million miles too far from anywhere,
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And I'm trapped in the fifties nightmare.
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I pick up and play and the room starts to sway,
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Everyone's feeling
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A little bit more or a little bit less than ok.
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And then you walked in,
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Or rather you glide,
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You don't use those legs,
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You just kinda slide.
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Move like you move
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Oh, dance for the night,
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Everyone's turned to watch you hold the spotlight.
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Look like you look,
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Standing ready and tall,
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Now I swallowed your truth,
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Tail and all.
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(Tail and all
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Tail and all)
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You glide up to me and than you ask me for a flame,
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And again,
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It's an old classic line,
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But you wanna be mine
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I can see.
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The light strikes the paper you'll take me later,
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But where? you won't say,
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Do you want me in your game?
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or should I stay away?
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And then you walk in,
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Or rather you glide,
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You don't use those legs,
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You just kinda slide.
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Move like you move,
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Oh, dance for the night,
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Everyone's turned to watch you hold the spotlight.
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Look like you look,
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Standing ready and tall,
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Now I swallowed your truth,
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Tail and all.
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(Tail and all
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Tail and all)
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Look like you look,
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Standing ready and tall,
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Now I swallowed your truth,
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Oh Tail and all.
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(Tail and all
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Tail and all)
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Tail and all.
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Tail And All (hidden track)
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Alex Parks |