| I want to dance, I want to sing
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| I want to bust up everything
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| To make some love
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| I want to dance, I want to sing
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| I want to bust up everything
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| And make some love
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| I can feel it in the air
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| Feel it up above
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| Feel the tension everywhere
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| There is too much blood
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| Too much blood, well alright
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| Everything you see
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| On the movie screen is tame
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| Everything’s gonna be arranged
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| A friend of mine was this Japanese. |
| He had a girlfriend in
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| Paris. |
| He tried to date her in six months and eventually she
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| Said yes. |
| You know he took her to his apartment, cut off her
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| Head. |
| Put the rest of her body in the refrigerator, ate her
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| Piece by piece. |
| Put her in the refrigerator, put her in the
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| Freezer. |
| And when he ate her and took her bones to the Bois de
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| Boulogne, by chance a taxi driver noticed him burying the
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| Bones. |
| You don’t believe me? |
| Truth is stranger than fiction
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| We drive through there every day
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| I want to dance, I want to sing
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| I want to bust up everything
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| Be number one, yeah
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| I want to dance, I want to sing
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| I want to bust up everything
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| And have some fun
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| I can feel it everywhere
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| Feel it up above
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| Feel the tension in the air
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| There is too much blood, too much blood
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| Too much, yeah too much blood, alright
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| Did you ever see 'Texas Chain Saw Massacre'? |
| Horrible, wasn’t
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| It? |
| You know people ask me: it is really true where you live
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| In Texas, it is really true what they do around there, people?
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| I say, «yeah everytime I drive through the crossroads I get
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| Scared there’s a bloke running around with a fucking chain
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| Saw. |
| Oh oh no, gonna, oh no. |
| Don’t saw off me leg, don’t saw
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| Off me arm.» |
| When I get to the movies, you know I’d like to
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| See something more romantic, you know. |
| Like 'An Officer and a
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| Gentleman' or something. |
| Something you can take the wife to
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| You know what I mean?
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| Yeah!
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| I want to dance, I want to sing
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| I want to bust up everything
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| And have some fun
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| I want to dance, I want to sing
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| I want to bust up everything
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| And make some love
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| I can feel it everywhere
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| Feel it up above
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| Feel the tension in the air
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| There is too much blood, too much blood
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| Oh yeah
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| Pretty ladies, don’t be scared
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| Pretty ladies, don’t be scared
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| Pretty ladies, don’t be scared
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| Pretty ladies, don’t be scared
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| Pretty ladies, don’t despair
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| There’s still so much love
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| Pretty ladies, don’t despair
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| Too much, too much, yeah
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| Too much blood, too much blood
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| Too much too much blood, too much blood
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| Too much blood, too much blood… |