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breath like a man
and dance like a crazy natty girl...
do be caugh
in between
or you
lose your breath
and your natty girl gets
loose
put the hands up
and danse avec moi,
from lundi mardi to samedi
dimanche
oh! ow awa
winter and
summer
passant
laissant
le printemp
c'est rops serrey
ici et la
c'est lamour
qui nous appelle
pour dancer
123
viens
dancer
avec nous
et laisses toi aller...
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