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Come with me I hear a voice in the back of a bar on a Saturday Stranger, or danger, or angel? I don't know anyway But I take a chance on a good night a good time any day Yeah So l sit shot gun in a Chevrolet Headin' to a different type of ballet Where the girls all smell like creme brulée (And the champagne's free if you pay to play) Where the boys post up and they spend a wage Of a hard week's work on a fantasy Where the dream don't die and you can escape Forever and ever Fly with your tainted wings of a dove Give into sin and stay fallin' up Whatever you do don't go fallin' in love Dancin' to disco at the strip club Disco Action What's your name? To hell with it, baby, tomorrow I won't know anyway I'm good unattached, I rest easy, relaxed when the company Is gone by the morning cause we know that love ain't a winnin' game Letras de cancionesYeah So l sit shot gun in a Chevrolet Headin' to a different type of ballet Where the girls all smell like creme brulée (And the champagne's free if you pay to play) Where the boys post up and they spend a wage Of a hard week's work on a fantasy Where the dream don't die and you can escape Forever and ever Fly with your tainted wings of a dove Give into sin and stay fallin' up Whatever you do don't go fallin' in love Dancin' to disco at the strip club Disco Action From Letras Mania