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At night, after having paid Money coins we just had made, We enter the gates of fun; Playing games of the arcade. We're covered under neon, Until the bright times of dawn, Surrounded by beeps and peeps, Playing games of the arcade. How beautiful is this night! Where each thing glitters at sight, Fueled by the gushing coins while Playing games of the arcade.
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Feb 2, 2017
Feb 2, 2017 at 11:02 AM UTC
At The Arcade (Song)
At night, after having paid Money coins we just had made, We enter the gates of fun; Playing games of the arcade. We're covered under neon, Until the bright times of dawn, Surrounded by beeps and peeps, Playing games of the arcade. How beautiful is this night! Where each thing glitters at sight, Fueled by the gushing coins while Playing games of the arcade.
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Feb 2, 2017
Feb 2, 2017 at 11:02 AM UTC
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