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Let me tell you about a place, somewhere up in New York way |
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Where the people are so gay, twistin' the night away |
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Here they have a lot of fun, puttin' trouble on the run |
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Oh man, you'll find the old and young twistin' the night away |
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They're twistin', twistin', everybody's feeling great |
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They're twistin', twistin', they're twistin' the night away |
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Here's a man in evening clothes, how he got here I don't know |
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But man, you ought to see him go, twistin' the night away |
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He's dancing with a chick in slacks, she's moving up and back |
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Oh man, there ain't nothing like twistin' the night away |
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They're twistin', twistin', everybody's feeling great |
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They're twistin', twistin', they're twistin' the night, let's twist, go on |
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They're twistin' the night away |
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Here's a fellow in blue jeans, who's dancing with the older queen |
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Whose dolled up in her diamond rings and twistin' the night away |
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Man you ought to see her go, twistin' to the Rock and Roll |
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Here you'll find the young and the old, twistin' the night away |
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They're twistin', twistin' man, everybody's feeling great |
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They're twistin', twistin', they're twistin' the night, one more time |