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Last dance, last chance for love
Yes, it's my last chance for romance tonight
I need you by me, beside me, to guide me
To hold me, to scold me
'Cause when I'm bad, I'm so, so bad
its a last dance
its a last dance
tonight
Last dance, last chance for love
Yes, it's my last chance for romance tonight
I need you by me, beside me, to guide me
To hold me, to scold me
'Cause when I'm bad, I'm so, so bad
So let's dance the last dance
So let's dance the last dance
So let's dance the last dance tonight
Do the Hustle!
Break it down, let me hear some gritos
Someone found the letter you wrote me on the radio
And it said exactly how you felt
It must've fallen out of a hole
in your old brown overcoat
It never said your name but I knew who they meant
I was so surprised and shocked and I wondered too
If by chance you heard it for yourself
I never told a soul just how I've been feeling over you
But they said it really loud, they said it on the air
On the radio, whoa-oh-oh, on the radio
On the radio, whoa-oh-oh, on the radio
On the radio!