(Ron & Russell Mael)
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I don't know why
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This dancing doesn't mean a lot to me
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All that it does is make me want to be
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All alone with you tonight
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When I feel you by my side
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I go ape
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This room is filled with possibilities
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Hush now listen and you'll hear
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Something bordering on weird
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Can you hear
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No exaggeration, no hallucination
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I can hear it singing now
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It's a song that sings itself
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It's a song that sings itself
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Twelve o'clock and all is well
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Young fools are we
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We think we own the world and own the stars
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And yet in fact we barely own our cars
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But in moments such as these
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There are future memories
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You will see
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No exaggeration, no hallucination
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I can hear it singing now
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Dim all the lights
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Squeeze me so tight that logic flies from me
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It's a song that sings itself
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It's a song that sings itself
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Twelve o'clock and all is well
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A Song That Sings Itself
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| Sparks |
