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Joan Armatrading - At the Hop lyrics
All dressed up and we got somewhere to go Were all dressed up in our Sunday clothes Me 'n' my baby, See us walkin' down the road Were goin' to the hop Down at the hall youll find us danci-in' Im dancin' right across the floor, Me 'n' my baby See the people, hear them shout for me Me 'n' my baby see us doin' all those fancy steps Were dancin' at the hop This dance is the coolest yet One boy, he grabs a foreign girl And he never even asked her name He wants a dance and he wants it now, He wants it now And he can dance, Let me show you how We're all dressed up and we got somewhere to go We're all dressed up in our Sunday clothes Me 'n' my baby, See us walkin' down the road Were goin' to the hop, Were goin' to the hop Were goin' to the hop, Were goin' to the hop All dressed up and we got somewhere to go (me 'n' my baby) All dressed up in our Sunday clothes Me 'n' my baby, See us walking down the road Me 'n' my baby, Were goin' to the hop Down at the hall youll find us dancin' Were goin' to the hop, (me 'n' my baby) Were goin' to the hop, Were goin' to the hop |
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