| Girls in their heels and a skinny pair of blue jeans
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| Boys in black pearl buttons looking just like Springsteen
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| Momma says why you wanna play in a silly rock n' roll band
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| Well if you stood here Momma
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| I know you’d understand yeah
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| It’s the lights
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| It’s the high
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| It’s the roar of a crowd on a Friday night
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| And everybody’s screaming out yeah, yeah, yeah
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| And everybody’s singing out yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Get on your feet if it feels good
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| If it feels right
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| Cause we’re all stars tonight
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| So sing it out yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Hey!
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| Hey!
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| Let’s get a little rowdy
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| Gonna party all night long
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| And boys sway with your girls
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| When we play a little slow song
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| Put your hands in the air
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| Shine a lighter or a cell phone
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| You better buy another round
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| We ain’t going home no
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| On the floor
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| In the stands
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| Tonight we’re all in the band
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| And we’re screaming out yeah, yeah, yeah
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| And everybody’s singing out yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Get on your feet if it feels good
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| If it feels right
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| Cause we’re all stars tonight
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| So sing it out yeah, yeah, yeah
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| And everybody’s screaming out yeah, yeah, yeah
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| And everybody’s singing out yeah, yeah, yeah
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| And everybody’s screaming out yeah, yeah, yeah
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| And everybody’s singing out yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Get on your feet if it feels good, feels good
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| If it feels right, feels right
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| We’re all stars tonight
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| So sing it out yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Hey!
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| Hey!
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Oh yeah |