Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door
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Last night a little angel came pumping on the horn
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She said, come on baby, you got a license for love
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And if it expires, pray help from above
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Because
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In the midnight hour she cried, more, more, more
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With a rebel yell, more, more, more
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In the midnight hour she cried, more, more, more
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With a rebel yell, more, more, more
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More, more, more
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She don't like slavery, she won't sit and beg
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But, when you're tired and lonely she's there to be
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What set you free and brought you to me, babe
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What set you free, I need you here by me
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Because
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In the midnight hour she cried, more, more, more
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With a rebel yell, more, more, more
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In the midnight hourshe cried, , more, more, more
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With a rebel yell, more, more, more
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He lives in his own heaven
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Collects it to go from the seven eleven
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Well he's out all night to collect a fare
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Just so long, just so long, it don't mess up his hair
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I walked the march with you, baby,
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Ten thousand miles for you
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I dry your tears of pain,
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A thousand times for you
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I'd sell my soul for you, baby
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For money to burn with you
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I'd give you all, and have none babe,
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Justa, justa, justa, justa to hear you by me
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Because
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In the midnight hour she cried, more, more, more
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With a rebel yell, more, more, more
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In the midnight hour she cried, , more, more, more
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With a rebel yell, more, more, more
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More, more, more
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Rebel Yell
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Children Of Bodom |