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As you brush your shoes, you stand before your mirror |
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And you comb your hair, grab your coat and hat |
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And you walk the streets trying to remember, ee-yea |
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All those wild nights breeze through your mind |
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1-And every thing looks so complete |
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When you're walking down on the streets |
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And the wind, it catches your feet |
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Sets you flying, crying |
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Ooh ooh-ooh wee, wild night, is calling |
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Ooh ooh-ooh wee, wild night, is calling |
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All the girls walk by, dressed up for each other |
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And the boys, do the boogie-woogie |
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On the corner of the stree-ee-eet |
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And the people passing by, just stare with wild wonder, yea |
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And inside the juke box roars just like thunder |
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(repeat 1) |
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Wi-i-i-ild night, is calling |
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The wi-i-ild night a-is calling |
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C'mon out and dance, c'mon out and dance |
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C'mon out and make romance, c'mon out and dance |
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C'mon out and dance, c'mon out and make romance |
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Ooh ooh-ooh we the wild night, is calling |