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Groove it up, it's Friday night,
time to have some fun, alright.
To know what's up
I gotta reach n' pick up the phone.
Yeah, the answer's always Mick,
my favourite band is having a gig.
What could be better idea,
than to go to the club.
Listen to me boy
you have to be 18 to get inside!
n' there will be no talk about exeptions this time.
Damn that I wanna see this band,
I'll be good, you understand,
this is the moment of my life,
that I can't let go.
I'm steeling in, it always works,
yeah I know how to bluff those jerks.
I can't hide my wide smile
when I think of his words.
Listen to me boy
you have to be 18 to get inside!
n' there will be no talk about exeptions this time.
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AJÁNLOM AZ OLDALT
