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My head is spinning and my legs are weak |
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Goose step dancing, can't hear myself speak |
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Hope in the eyes of the ugly girls |
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That settle for the lies of the last chancers |
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When slow motion drunks pick wallflower dancers |
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You come here looking for the ride to glory |
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Go back home with a hard luck story |
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I can hardly wait around until the weekend comes to town |
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Play one more for my radio sweetheart |
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Hide your love, hide your love |
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Though we are so far apart, you've got to hide your love |
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'Cause that's the way the whole thing started |
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I wish we had never parted |
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When it's late and the night gets colder |
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Don't lay your head on any other shoulder |
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Some hire themselves out for a good time |
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But you and I, we have been sold |
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So I keep on saying |
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Play one more for my radio sweetheart |
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Hide your love, hide your love |
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Though we are so far apart, you've got to hide your love |
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'Cause that's the way the whole thing started |
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I wish we had never parted |
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Play one more for my radio sweetheart |
