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LyricsOn Thursday night she looked a frighther pricki hair all curled, oh Lord, what a sight Dance, dance, little sister, dance On Friday night she's all decked out her high heel shoes, her dress so tight Dance, dance little sister, dance On Saturday night she bass-a-dee she stepping high on Frederick's Street Dance, dance, little sister, dance I said dance, dance, little sister, dance dance, little sister, dance dance, little sister, dance I said dance, dance, little sister, dance dance, little sister, dance dance, little sister, dance It make me hot, I wet with sweat it burn like hell, I've four hours left Dance, dance, little sister, dance Get next to me, drive me close don't mind a guy, I lose control Dance, dance with fire, dance I said dance, dance, little sister, dance dance, little sister, dance dance, little sister, dance I said dance, dance, little sister, dance dance, little sister, dance dance, little sister, dance Jump out of Africa with a step that looks so bold Ah, when you kickin' high it make my blood run cold I said dance, dance, little sister, dance dance, little sister, dance dance, little sister, dance I said dance, dance, little sister, dance dance, little sister, dance dance, little sister, dance On Saturday night we don't go home we bacchanal, there ain't no dawn Dance, little sister, dance I said dance, dance, little sister dance little sister dance little sister, dance... |
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