Wistful for disco
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We get a little misty
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Remembering Menudo
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And all those old pros
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The Bay City Rollers
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and Pinky Tuscadero
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It must be our breeding
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Call us like cattle
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We come stampeding
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To the new romantics
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Everybody wants a love titanic
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and Tiger Beat keeps us on cue
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It's true
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We were born to worship someone
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It's true , I do
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(Chorus:)
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Yeah, Yeah, You
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You are my Superstar
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And they know who You are
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You're never fading
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Yeah, You
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You are the only One by far
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Because You are never changing
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Jacksons, Osmonds
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Got digested by the cult that caused them
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Abba, Poison
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Oh how the mighty, the mighty have fallen
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It's true
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We were born to worship someone
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It's true , I do
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(Chorus:)
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Yeah, Yeah, You
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You are my Superstar
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And they know who You are
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You're never fading
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Yeah, You
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You are the only One, by far
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Because You are never changing
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Though You fell out of fashion
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And You never made the cover
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Of a rag like Hit Parader
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I could never love another
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When I tasted the bread
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And when I tasted of the wine
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I went blind to everything but how You shine
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Superstar
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| All Star United |
