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I dreamt last night that he held me tight
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In a bar we knew way back when -
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Drinkin' sloe gin
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Oh, what a thrill
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Oh, what a sin
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Oh then the band played "Goodnight, Sweetheart"
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One more dance and we were ready to go.
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From the spark heel boppin'
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To the light of a steamed window.
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Oh, what a thrill
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Oh, what a sin.
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For a heart throb,
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Too long gone to cry again
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With them smoke-filled runaway kisses
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Some so young
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Chances are a million to one
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You got me startin' to believe
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That the thrill ain't never gone.
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Then I woke up in the dark to a different sound
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That was coming from my radio
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They were playin' somethin' else
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'sides "Go, Johnny, Go Go Go"
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So I turned to my sweetie, said "Roll over, Honey
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'Cause your mama's gonna show you some fun."
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I said "Roll over, Honey, cause
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The thrill ain't never gone."
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Oh, what a thrill
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Oh, what a sin.
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For a heart throb,
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Too long gone to cry again
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Those smoke-filled runaway kisses
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Some so young
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Chances are a million to one
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You got me startin' to believe
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That the thrill is never gone.
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What A Thrill
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| Blue Angel |
