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The Jets are gonna have their day |
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Tonight. |
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The Sharks are gonna have their way |
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Tonight. |
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The Puerto Ricans grumble: "Fair fight." |
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But if they start a rumble, |
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We'll rumble 'em right. |
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We're gonna hand 'em a surprise |
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Tonight. |
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We're gonna cut 'em down to size |
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Tonight. |
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We said, "O.K., no rumpus, |
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No tricks." |
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But just in case they jump us, |
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We're ready to mix |
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Tonight. |
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We're gonna rock it tonight, |
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We're gonna jazz it up and have us a ball! |
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They're gonna get it tonight; |
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The more they turn it on the harder they'll fall! |
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Well, they began it! |
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Well, they began it! |
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And we're the ones to stop 'em once and for all, |
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Tonight! |
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Anita's gonna get her kicks |
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Tonight. |
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We'll have our private little mix |
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Tonight. |
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He'll walk in hot and tired, |
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So what? |
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Don't matter if he's tired, |
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As long as he's hot |
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Tonight! |
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Tonight, tonight, |
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Won't be just any night, |
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Tonight there will be no morning star. |
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Tonight, tonight, I'll see my love tonight. |
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And for us, stars will stop where they are. |
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Today |
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The minutes seem like hours, |
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The hours go so slowly, |
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And still the sky is light . . . |
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Oh moon, grow bright, |
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And make this endless day endless night! |
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I'm counting on you to be there |
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Tonight. |
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When Diesel wins it fair and square |
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Tonight. |
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That Puerto Rican punk'll |
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Go down. |
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And when he's hollered "Uncle" |
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We'll tear up the town! |
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So I can count on you, boy? |
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All right. |
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We're gonna have us a ball. |
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All right. |
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Womb to tomb! |
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Sperm to worm! |
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I'll see you there about eight. |
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Tonight . . . |
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Tonight, tonight |
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Won't be just any night, |
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Tonight there will be no morning star, |
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We're gonna rock it tonight! |
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They're gonna get it tonight, |
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They began it, |
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They began it, |
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The began it. |
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We'll stop 'em once and for all. |
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The Sharks are gonna have their way, |
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The Sharks are gonna have their day, |
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We're gonna rock it tonight. |
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Tonight! |
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We're gonna jazz it tonight! |
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Tonight! |
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They began it, |
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And we're the ones to stop 'em once and for all! |
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The Jets are gonna have their way, |
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The Jets are gonna have their day. |
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We're gonna rock it tonight. |
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Tonight! |
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Tonight, tonight, |
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Late tonight, |
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We're gonna mix it tonight. |
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Anita's gonna have her day, |
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Anita's gonna have her day, |
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Bernardo's gonna have his way |
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Tonight, tonight, |
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Tonight, this very night, |
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We're gonna rock it tonight! |
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Tonight, tonight, |
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I'll see my love tonight. |
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And for us, stars will stop where they are. |
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Today the minutes seem like hours. |
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The hours go so slowly, |
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And still the skiy is light. |
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Oh moon, grow bright, |
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And make this endless day endless night, |
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Tonight! |
