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Yeah she's cute, but can she dance?
I don't really wanna be her friend
Joey got the cuban passing hands
Left to right, left to right

Yeah she's cute, but can she dance?
Jumping through these hoops but she's slipping through his hands
It's a sad sight
Left to right

Two-step
Dancing alone at night
Yeah
You said
See for yourself he won't bite

Yeah she's pretty, but she can't slide
Pretty sure she's never even really tried
But she's always in my eyes
Always in my eyes

She arrived in the moonlight
But she's right right right

She arrived in the moonlight
But she's right right

Yeah she's cute, but can she dance?
I don't really wanna be her friend
Joey got the cuban passing hands
Left to right, left to right

Yeah she's cute
But can she dance?
Jumping through these hoops but she's slipping through his hands
It's a sad sight
Left to right

(Left)
(Right)
(Left to right to)

Yeah she's sitting at the bar
Wishing on a star, star, star

Yeah she's sitting at the bar
Wishing on a star, stars

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(Right)
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(Right)
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(Right)
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(Right)
(Left)
(Right)
(Left)
(Right)
(Left)
(Right)
(Left to right to)
(Left)
(Right)
Yeah she's sitting at the bar
Wishing on a star, star, star
(Left)
(Right)
Yeah she's sitting at the bar
Wishing on a star, star, star

What makes me think I wanna talk to you?
What you want, what you want?
What makes me think I wanna talk to you?
What you want, what you want?



Credits
Writer(s): Maxime Gregory Trippenbach
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