So you're on the prowl wondering whether she left already or not
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Leather jacket collar popped like antenna, never knowing when to stop
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Sunglasses indoors par for the course, lights in the floors and sweat on the walls
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Cages and poles
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Call off the search for your soul or put it on hold again
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She's having a sly indoor smoke,
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She calls the folks who run this her oldest friends,
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Sipping her drink and laughing at imaginary jokes
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As all the signals are sent
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Her eyes invite you to approach
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And it seems as though those lumps in your throat
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That you just swallowed have got you going
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Come on, come on, come on
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Come on, come on, come on
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Number one party anthem
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She's a certified mind blower knowing full well that I don't
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I may suggest there's somewhere from which I might know her
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Just to get the ball to roll
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Drunken monologues, confused because
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It's not like I'm falling in love I just want you to do me no good
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And you look like you could
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Come on, come on, come on
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Come on, come on, come on
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Number one party anthem
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Come on, come on, come on
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Before the moment's gone
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Number one party anthem
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The look of love
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The rush of blood
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The "she's with me"
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The Gallic shrug
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The shutterbugs
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The camera plus
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The black and white and the colour dodge
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The good time girls
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The cubicles
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The house of fun
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The number one party anthem
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Come on, come on, come on
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Come on, come on, come on
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Come on, come on, come on
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Come on, come on, come on
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Before the moment's gone
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Number one party anthem
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Number one party anthem
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Number one party anthem
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No. 1 Party Anthem
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| Arctic Monkeys |
