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you could feel the tide |
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turn with the drop in the baseline. |
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You could feel it going up a gear, |
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well we're young and we're here |
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and we're going to see the night through. |
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you're never too old, |
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to let the beat take hold |
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and throwdown like a child. |
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So lay down your pride, |
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lets dance tonight. |
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1-2-3-4 if this is your song then this is our dancefloor. |
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I was hypnotised, |
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the baseline, the drumbeats, |
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your movement were magnetised. |
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There was a sense of confusion, |
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in the power of the movement. |
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But we're going to see the night through. |
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you're never too old, |
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to let the beat take hold |
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and throwdown like a child. |
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So lay down your pride, |
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lets dance tonight. |
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1-2-3-4 if this is your song then this is our dancefloor. |
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The weight of semantics, |
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met dancefloors gymnastics. |
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Motion kinetic, breeds passion magnetic. |
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So here to the 45's our friends and the nightlife. |
