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Hold On

Friday night and I'm out with my friends you saunter up, when the music begins you ask for a dance and before it is through that's when your hands start two steppin too hold on there cowboy we just met move your hands up higher if you want to dance I don't even know if I like you like that move your hands up higher..keep them off my ass once again we begin...an appropriate stance music still playin, we give it another chance that's when your fingers start doing the electric slide and people on the floor are giving us the eye hold on there cowboy, we just met move your hands up higher if you want to dance if you want to keep them fingers..I'll give em one more chance move your hands up higher...keep them higher on my back!

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