She’s got this big white shirt
A ball and chain for me
Well, I know I don’t get around
She’s got a breathing there
Her hair, it flows on air
But I know nothing is free
So, come on, so, come on
We can get out on the floor
So, come on, come on
We’ll go down, down to a town, where it’s hot
Tick tock, gotta clock, you were my best friend
Would you hold my hands?
We’ll go down, down to a town, where it’s hot
Tick tock, gotta clock, you were my best friend
Would you hold my hands?
She’s got these pink panties
That everyone can see
Laughing while she’s asking me
About my bed sheet spread
About the things she’ll see
About the drinks I drink
So, come on, so, come on
We can get out on the floor
So, come on, come on
We’ll go down, down to a town, where it’s hot
Tick tock, gotta clock, you were my best friend
Would you hold my hands?
Would you hold my hand?
Would you hold my hand?
We’ll go down, down to a town, where it’s hot
Tick tock, gotta clock, you were my best friend
Would you hold my hands?
We’ll go down, down to a town, where it’s hot
Tick tock, gotta clock, you were my best friend
Would you hold my hands?
So, come on, so, come on
We can get out on the floor
So, come on, come on
So, come on, so, come on
We can get out on the floor
So, come on, come on

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