Let's do some dirty dancing were the words flowed from her lip.
I'll be knocking on heaven's door so hold tight to make this trip.
On a stairway to heaven we danced the night into the dawning.
We touched, talked, she said sing me a song this new morning.
With arms wide open she walked to me, it was then I knew.
I was nighttime dreaming, to my nighttime lady I bid adieu.
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