could be you're crossing the fine line
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a silly driver, kinda off the wall
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you keep it cool when it's t-t-tight
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eyes wide open when you start to fall
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you go d-dancing in the dim lit club
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some pressure cooker crawls up on his knees
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flashing sensation like a one on one
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stomping around in the jitterbug breeze
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oo, how you shake me up and down
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when we hit the nightspots on the town
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oh
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oo, how you shake me up and down
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when we hit the nightspots on the town
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oh
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it's all behind you when you do catch on
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you keep your lovers in a penny jar
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a real romantic with a sultry stare
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you keep on messin' with your blonde, long hair yeah
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oo, how you shake me up and down
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when we hit the nightspots on the town
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oh
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(it's just an automatic line)
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(it's just an automatic line)
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(it's just an automatic line)
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(it's just an automatic line)
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Nightspots
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| The Cars |
