just a speedtown girl on a saturday night
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lookin' for the fight of her life
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in the real time world none sees her at all
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they all say she's crazy
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lockin' rhythm goes to the beat of her heart
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changin' movement into light
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she had danced into the danger zone
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where the dancer becomes to dance
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it can cut like a knife
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if the heat becomes the fire
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on the wire between will and what will be
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she's a maniac, maniac
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on the floor
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and she's dancing like she never danced before.
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she's a maniac, maniac
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on the floor
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and she's dancing like she¢¥s never danced before.
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on the ice blue line of insanity
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is a place most never see
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it's a hard won place of mistery
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touch it but you can't hold it
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you work all your life for that moment in time
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it could come or pass you by
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it's a push up world but that's always a chance
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if the hunger stays the night
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there's a cold kinetic heat
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strugglin' stretchin' for the peak
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never stoppin' with her head against the wind
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she's a maniac, maniac
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on the floor
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and she's dancing like she¢¥s never danced before.
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she's a maniac, maniac
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on the floor
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and she's dancing like she's never danced before.
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ohhhh, ahha
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she's a maniac
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she's a maniac
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ohhh... ahhh...
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it can cut like a knife
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if the heat becomes the fire
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on the wire between will and what will be
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She's A Maniac
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| My Sixth Shadow |
