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I'll take you dancin' on the other side of town |
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It's something different from all the things you've done |
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Under the bridge and over the road |
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In a little tunnel right by the harbor |
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They'll take us there in a little boat |
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Promise not to tell a single soul |
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And she will open the door |
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The most beautiful of them all |
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With proper dress and a white big snake |
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She wears a pull of hearty sake |
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She licks your hair with a reptile tongue |
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While she flaunter all around you |
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You know just how to meet her stance |
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While the music cuts you through |
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(The other side of town) |
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Something different |
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(The other side of town) |
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Something different |
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I'll take you dancin' on the other side of town |
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It's something different from all the things you've done |
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Under the bridge and over the road |
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In a little tunnel right by the harbor |
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They'll take us there in a little boat |
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Promise not to tell a single soul |
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Something different |
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The other side of town |
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Something different |
