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[Get in the groove and let the good times roll,
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We're gonna stay here till we soothe our souls,
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If it takes all night long.
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Come on and let the good times roll,
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We're gonna stay here till we soothe our souls,
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If it takes all night long.]
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The evening sun is sinking low,
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The clock on the wall says it's time to go.
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But I got my plans, and I'm sure you do too,
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I'll tell you exactly what I'm gonna do.
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[ Chorus ]
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Listen!
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It might be one o'clock and it might be three.
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Time doesn't mean that much to me.
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Ain't no excuses, I don't know when,
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I might never feel this way again.
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[ Chorus ]
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It might be one o'clock and it might be eight.
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I don't care if it's getting late.
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We gonna make the band play one more song,
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And get in the groove if it takes all night long.
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[ Chorus ]
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All night, all night, all night, all night,
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all night, all night, all night,
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all night, all night, all night, all night,
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all night, all night, all night,
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all night, all night, all night, all night,
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all night, all night, all night,
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all night, all night, all night, all night,
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all night, all night, all night,
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all night, all night, all night, all night.
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Come on and let the good times roll,
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We're gonna stay here till we soothe our souls,
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If it takes all night long.
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