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Low down Downtown The plaza's alive tonight The music's raunchy the music's heaven fiddles guitars mandolins spinning fingers on strings a flashing My eyes are lit You can't miss it The bars are hopping Neon popping Sweat dripping The smell of **** is drifting The night's a jumpin' Dancing dancing like there's no tomorrow Maybe tomorrow's never going to come that's okay with me
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Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 8:11 PM UTC
The Dancing Festival Queen
Low down Downtown The plaza's alive tonight The music's raunchy the music's heaven fiddles guitars mandolins spinning fingers on strings a flashing My eyes are lit You can't miss it The bars are hopping Neon popping Sweat dripping The smell of **** is drifting The night's a jumpin' Dancing dancing like there's no tomorrow Maybe tomorrow's never going to come that's okay with me
For T.M., my true dancing queen.
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Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 8:11 PM UTC
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