Oh, I see it
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You dance so hot and it seem to be
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That I'll lose control of my strenght of will
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Wanna see you naked though I don't know you
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An' you sure could see the way a Martini shakes my head
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But the power of life's got me in its spell
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I tried to wake up and get rid of this hell
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Ooh, I'll get it
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So I followed you after the evening's gig
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T'was a hard day's night and I'd like to get a bit
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But the sun was too hot and it burned us down
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You lost your keys an'I got a chance to rest in peace
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And the power of life's got me in it's spell
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I tried to wake up and get rid of this hell
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Yes it was my luck you were made of stone
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It was my turn to lose and I would not be a clone
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Same Old Story
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| Waltari |
