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[Spoken:]
He comes from a land far far away
A little place that some people call Great Britain
Exiled for streaking at the royal wedding
He left his motherland along with the only woman he ever truly loved
His horse, Tyrome
He travelled to the USA
To resurrect the recessional little dancefloors of America
With the big long pink ding-dong penis
He can turn any bro down into a ho' down
He would turn any can cup into legs up
He taught all nations and all peoples across all seas
That in order to have the best dance party in the world
All you have to do is...
Dance x10
And we danced
And we cried
And we laughed
And had a really, really, really good time
Take my hand, let's have a blast
And remember this moment for the rest of our lives
Our lives (our lives)
Our lives (our lives)
Oh, oh, oh, oh (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Tonight (tonight!)
Tonight (tonight!)
Tonight!
Cause tonight's the night
Am I right?
DANCE!
Feels like the night for a party
My nature's so naughty
There's a knock on the door
It's the neighbors
Quit cock blocking
We're having a ho-down, you ho's down?
Don't let me pull my hose out
Cause it's big, long, pink, strong
And been known to dance like all night long
Can you grab my hand, play this song
DJ save my life, come on!
Leave your fear, back off the wall
Free of beat and pussy pop
If you don't have a pussy
Pop a cock into a booty
Into a booty
And we danced
And we cried
And we laughed
And had a really, really, really good time
Take my hand, let's have a blast
And remember this moment for the rest of our lives
I am not, I am not going to stand on the wall
I will dance, I will dance, I will break that ass off
And I see you in the corner, corner looking so small
Doing the robot like if I die tonight at least I went hard
I will not, I will not give a damn who watches me
I will live, I will live! Liberate the fox in me
I will be the discoball
Freak and give my all
To whatever girl's booty
I'm freaking on
I'm not skeeting, nah
It's just freaking hot
Alright I skeeted
I will not be a mannequin
The ego banish it
The roof's on fire
Let's burn down the Vatican
I will moon walk to Pluto in honor of Michael Jackson
In heaven he'll be saying that man is tight at dancing
RIP to the king, Michael Jackson, we learned it all from you
Dedicate this to the dance floor
Party up the sorrow 'til tomorrow morning happens
We pledge allegiance to the DJ
Put your hands up
And we danced
And we cried
And we laughed
And had a really, really, really good time
Take my hand, let's have a blast
And remember this moment for the rest of our lives
Our lives
You see me looking at you from that bar right over there
But your friends are huddled up and they are hating on a player
I just want to dance with you
Get on the back of you
Tip tap the boots
Extract the truth
Da-Dance with you
Get on the back of you
Da-Dance dance dance
Awesome!
Oh-ee, oh-ee, oh
(Oh-ee, oh-ee, oh)
Hey-oh, hey-oh
(Hey-oh, hey-oh)
Uh-ah-ba-bo
(Uh-ah-ba-bo)
Zib-oh-da-we-bab-ba-dap-bop-bop
(Zib-oh-da-we-bab-ba-dap-bop-bop)
And we danced
And we cried
And we laughed
And had a really, really, really good time
Take my hand, let's have a blast
And remember this moment for the rest of our lives
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