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I saw you dancin' You moved like Sinatra On speed Lights were a flashin' And tongues were a waggin' Over you It's too late, for trying Too late, for denying All those little things You and me have done I'm sorry hon' I was hoping For a recall A mix of you high from the Sun Oh, but nothin' Only lone magpies come I saw you dancin' You moved like Sinatra On speed