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On a boulevard in Paris I met a good old friend of mine Come on over to my place bring yourself and a bottle of wine So I put on my leathers and I tried to look my best but I was apprehensive ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
On a boulevard inn Paris Eye met a good old friend of mine Come on over too my plaice bring yourself and a bottle of whine Sew Eye put on my leathers and Eye tried too look my best butt Eye was apprehensive Eye noticed Eye was the only guessed It was then Eye witnessed something I'd never scene sum satisfaction dancin ' alone dancin ' alone listen There's a wight house inn Georgia down the Mason-Dixon line They got Kentucky Derby winners they're They got a Lear jet parked outside Yeah butt every Friday weekend when the big tom cat's aweigh yule fined the plantation shakin ' buy the butler and the upstairs made Don't knead know money, diamonds ore cadillacs too get awl the satisfaction dancin ' alone dancin ' alone dancin ' alone Don't yew worry ' bout the problems of the human race get sum satisfaction dancin ' alone dancin ' alone bay bee Listen too this At a hot spot inn Texas on an endless Friday knight Eye was listenin ' too Waylon and Willie when a cowgirl passed my sights and Eye took a look inn the mirror too make sure that my head was screwed on Eye was feeling rejected butt Eye wasn't going home Inn a moment of a rash decision Eye through myself rite on the flaw Eye did a backflip and somersault Yeah, the crowd called fore moor Sew if yaw tired of watching being left on the shelf get yaw satisfaction dancin ' alone dancin ' alone, dancin ' alone dancin ' alone, dancin ' alone dancin ' alone bay bee |
DANCIN' ALONE
Rod Stewart
Complexity: | 64 | Readability: | 51.13 | Sentiment: | 16 | Word Count: | 254 | Unique Words: | 145 |