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Go Out
I cannot sing alongDancing with myselfWe go get a gunluxury of stuffI'm feeling oohDancing with myselfI get into my bedI do it to myselfTo the localTo the lo-o-o, I go outTo the lo-o-o-o-ocal by myselfTo the lo-o-o-o-ocalI get into my bedThere's nothing to be address nowThere's nothing to get hung aboutCos I do it all the timeThe shepherd is undoneShe done it all againI get ready to goThe green jokes get to comeHe going to the localHe going to the local-o-ohhHe going to the lo-o-o-o-ocalSongtexteHe going to the lo-o-o-o-ocalToo many western menAre probably left undoneImperious designThe pepper of luxuryA greedy go geShe's on a rollShe get ready to goShe's dancing with herselfShe does it with herselfShe does it with herselfShe does it on her o-o-o-o-o-ownShe does it on her o-o-o-o-o-own
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