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All day long she's waiting for the night to ask her out |
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To be somebody's dancer, to get lost inside a crowd |
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There's no need to talk, because the music is so loud, |
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Till a taxi drives her back into a morning full of doubts. |
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You can feel like a part of something if you're part of the scene |
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You can make your life look pretty add a little ice and gin, |
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Wash off the make-up and prepare the aspirin |
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Well you can get out of this party dress but you can't get out of this skin. |
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His home is where his heart is at the parties that he rolls. |
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He tells himself he can't be lonely cause he's never on his own, |
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But all the friends he makes at night, in the morning they are gone, |
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And he's left with his four walls, his aching head, his silent phone |
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You can feel like a part of something if you're part of the scene |
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You can make your life look pretty add a little ice and gin, |
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Wash off the make-up and prepare the aspirin |
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Well you can get out of this party dress but you can't get out of this skin. |
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All day long she's waiting for the night to ask her out |
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To be somebody's dancer... |
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You can feel like a part of something if you're part of the scene |
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You can make your life look pretty add a little ice and gin |
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Wash off the make-up and prepare the aspirin |
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Well you can get out of this party dress but you can't get out of |
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Feeling like you are part of something if you are part of the scene |
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You can make your life look pretty add a little ice and gin, |
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Wash off the make-up and prepare the aspirin |
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Well you can get out of this party dress but you can't get out of this... |
