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(Mark Slaughter, Dana Strum) |
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Let the good times roll, oh yeah |
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You're gettin' out of your day job--feelin' so good |
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'Cause you're on your way to a rock 'n' roll show--dressed to kill |
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But don't just stand there with your hands on your hips |
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Sayin' my, my, my |
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(CHORUS) |
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Come on and dance for me baby |
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Won't ya show me a little action |
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Why don't ya dance for me baby |
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Won't ya show me a little action |
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'Cause if there's one thing that I want |
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It's just another thing that you might need |
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Why don't ya dance for me baby |
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Won't ya show me a little action |
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So ya end up out in the parking lot after the show |
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And you're lookin' for your friends |
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You wonder which which way did they go, man |
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So don't just stand there with a smile on your face |
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Sayin' why, why, why |
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(CHORUS) |
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So now you're backstage and ya want your picture in a magazine |
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And then the band comes out of the room |
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Sayin' what do ya mean |
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So if ya read right between the lines |
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Yes, this really happens all the time |
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(CHORUS) |
