Dance Yrself Clean Lyrics
Walking up to me expecting walking up to me
Expecting words it happens all the time
Present company accept it present company
Except the worst it happens every night
Ah aaaaah present company
Excluded every time
Ah aaaaaah present company
The best that you can find
Talking like a jerk
Except you are an actual jerk
And living proof that sometimes friends are mean
Present company expect it present company
Just laugh it off it's better than it seems
Ah aaaaaah present company
Excluded in every way
Ah aaaaaah present company
Makes me wanna stay
Killing it with close inspecting
Killing it can only make it worse
It sort of makes it breed
Present company accepting
Presently we all expect the worst
Works just like a need
Ah aaaaah present company
Excluded in the night
Ah aaaaah present company
Included in the fight
Ah aaaaaaaah, ah aaaaaaaah, aaaaaah
Ah aaaaaaah
Don't you want me to wake up?
Then give me just a bit of your time
Arguments are made from make outs
So give it just a little more time
We've got to bring our results
I wanna play it 'til the time comes
But there's a string of divorces
You go and throw your little hands up
I miss the way the night comes
With friends who always make it feel good
This basement has a cold glow
Though it's better than a bunch of others
So go and dance yourself clean... ooow
Go and dance yourself clean yeah
You're throwing marks into pieces
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Baby, they're arguments, the pieces
It's your show [x4]
Work a little bit... ?
Every night's a different story
It's a thirty car pile-up with you
Everybody's getting younger
It's the end of an era, it's true
And you go
(Stop, stop, stop, stop)
Break(?) me into bigger pieces
So some of me is home with you
Wait until the weekend
And we can make our bad dreams come true
And it's ago yeah, it's ago
And if we wait until the weekend
We can miss the best things to do, oh
Go and dance yourself clean
Go and dance yourself clean
You're throwing marks into pieces
Maybe they're arguments the pieces
Oh
We should try a little harder
In the tedious march of the few
Every day's a different warning
There's a part of me hoping it's true
