Let your hair down, wear something pretty, don't you know, how you make us both look good. Call your momma, tell her we're going out tonight, we're gonna be late, hell we might not make it back at all.
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So take me out to the dancehall
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slap my foot down to the rhythm
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tell 'em to play them old songs we all love
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so tell me that you want me and I'll tell you that I want you too
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and I'll kiss your face, whenever you want me to.
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Some people say, don't waste your time away, with late night living lovers rendezvous. Take my hand, take a chance, close your eyes yeah the rest is gonna come to you.
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I said forget about tomorrow, I don't care if it comes at all and if we get a little crazy, blame it on the alcohol.
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Hey baby tell me that you want me
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and I'll tell you that I want you too and I'll kiss your face,
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whenever you want me to.
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Take Me Out To A Dancehall
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| Pat Green |
