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So you're on the prowl wondering whether she left already or notLeather jacket, collar popped like antennaNever knowing when to stopSunglasses indoors, par for the courseLights in the floors and sweat on the wallsCages and polesCall off the search for your soul, or put it on hold againShe's having a sly indoor smokeAnd she calls the folks who run this her oldest friendsSipping a drink and laughing at imaginary jokesAs all the signals are sent, her eyes invite you to approachAnd it seems as though those lumps in your throatThat you just swallowed have got you goingCome on, come on, come onCome on, come on, come onNumber one party anthemShe's a certified mind blower, knowing full well that I don'tMay suggest there's somewhere from which you might know herJust to get the ball to rollDrunken monologues, confused becauseIt's not like I'm falling in love I just want you to do me no goodAnd you look like you couldLetras de cancionesCome on, come on, come onCome on, come on, come onNumber one party anthemCome on, come on, come onBefore the moment's goneNumber one party anthemThe look of love - the rush of bloodThe "She's with me" - the Gallic shrugThe shutterbugs - the Camera PlusThe black and white - the colour dodgeThe good time girls - the cubiclesThe house of fun - the number one party anthemCome on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come onCome on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come onBefore the moment's goneNumber one party anthemNumber one party anthemNumber one party anthem From Letras Mania