Оригинален текст
Five to one, baby, one in five
No one here gets out alive
You get yours, baby, I'll get mine
Gonna make it, baby, if we try.
The old get older and the young get stronger
May take a week and it may take longer.
They got the guns, but we got the numbers
Gonna win, yeah, we're taking over.
Your ballroom days are over, baby
Night is drawing near
Shadows of the evening crawl across the years.
You walk across the floor with flowers in your hands
Trying to tell me no one understands
Trade in your hours for a handful of dimes
Gonna make it baby in our prime.
Get together one more time
Get together one more time
Get together one more time.
