| Scuff mark scars on the kitchen floor
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| A decade of dancing dug into the boards
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| Every scratch, part of the story it tells
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| A pocketknife blade in my backyard tree
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| Two names in a heart for the world to see
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| Might be crude but it’s a symphony
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| Of L-O-V-E
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| You got a melody, make 'em hear it
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| Shout it out loud and clear
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| 'Til you rattle the walls of the atmosphere
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| Start right now, start right here
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| 'Cause the world keeps spinnin' like an old Victrola
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| 'Round and 'round, over and over
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| When the needle drops down, what you gonna do?
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| Life is a record, better cut your groove
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| Cut your groove
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| A lot of the time you’re gonna be on top
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| But when you fall off the charts, don’t let it stop you
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| 'Cause part of the charm is the crack on a pop and a hiss
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| There’s a song for the taste of your first kiss
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| A tune for the blues you feel when you miss
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| The one you love but can’t be with
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| It’s a crazy trip, it’s a crazy trip
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| You got a melody, make 'em hear it
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| Shout it out loud and clear
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| 'Til you rattle the walls of the atmosphere
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| Start right now, start right here
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| 'Cause the world keeps spinnin' like an old Victrola
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| 'Round and 'round, over and over
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| When the needle drops down, what you gonna do?
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| Life is a record, better cut your groove
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| Cut your groove
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| Don’t matter what it is as long as it’s true
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| It’ll be unique to the story of you
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| You don’t have to be famous, to be famous
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| A-side, B-side, let it all play
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| Don’t let the music just fade away
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| You don’t have to be famous, to be famous, no
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| You got a melody, make 'em hear it
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| Shout it out loud and clear
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| 'Til you rattle the walls of the atmosphere
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| Start right now, start right here
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| 'Cause the world keeps spinnin' like an old Victrola
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| 'Round and 'round, over and over
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| When the needle drops down, what you gonna do?
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| Life is a record, better cut your groove
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| Cut your groove |