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End of the working day

And the guys and girls play

Drinking the night away

And the dance it so close

They are almost one

And everyone is having fun

Stipping off in the awful heat

And the dancing feet

Dancing to the beat

Of the anthem of the youth

The latest hits

And old classics

That never miss

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Not much has happened

But they're celibrating

Like it's the end of a war

Or something greater

Something more

But it's only Friday night

In the local club

And the thing masked as love

Has turned the heating up

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End of the party night

And the guys and girls fight

The drunken step to dance again

Filling up the street

With drunken dancing feet

Letting off the awful heart

Though the anthems stopped

They sing dance and laugh alot

It's not the end

Of the night by far

They catch a cab

And head back home

To turn the music on

And drink some more

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Not much left to do

But they're doing everything

Every trick in the book

The girls get that look

The guys act as crooks

And steal their hearts away

With drunken slurs

And a hand extended

They dance closer

Than they've ever danced before

The dance floor maybe a living room

But nothing will stop them now

Dancing till dawn

Everybody reborn, in drunken dancing form

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The smokey room gets so hot

But it hits the spot

Though it never stops

To catch its breath

Dance until our death

To the anthems

The anthems of our youth

It's an awful truth

But these, are the best days

So make the most of them

It will never be again

For manny of us, oh no