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(keith 'lew' lewis) |
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Waiting on the station for the train to stand in line |
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Your head is full of summin' and your feet is keeping time |
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You can't stop moving while you're waiting for that train |
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Your body's pumpin' boogie and it's reaching to your brain |
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It's times like that you played your lucky seven |
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And the seven bought the time right back |
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Weaving through the alleyways and walking down the streets |
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Your bones starts shakin there's a rhythm in your feet |
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Heading for a place where some friends are hanging round |
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Riding on the yard back to the south side of town |
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Well it's times like that you played your lucky seven |
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And the seven bought the time right back |
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- break - harmonica solo - |
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Down into the basement the things were getting hot |
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The band was getting wound up people boogin' on the spot |
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High headed honey said 'the lights are getting low' |
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Take her by the hand she want's to go go go |
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It's times like that you played your lucky seven |
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And the seven bought the time right back |
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Lucky seven |
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Lucky seven |
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Lucky seven |
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Lucky seven time right back |
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Lucky seven |
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Lucky seven |
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Lucky seven |
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Lucky seven time right back |
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Lucky seven |
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Lucky seven |
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Lucky seven |
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Lucky seven time right back |
