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I can feel it in my bones Adrenaline grows The week is off and it's friday night Your b-leather jacket looking so tight You start the car and it's 10 o' clock You're pumped up, ready to rock 21 guns fired at once Hang on, hang on To those wild, wild nights Hang on, hang on, so get it on These wild, wild times Wild, wild nights A couple of beers enlighten the day Smiling you rock the night away 21 guns fired at once From Letras Mania