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Disco Diva

No more disco dancing...no boppin' that's for sure ..... ,

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Date:

28 September 2006

Author:

Samantha M Jones

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Disco Diva

No more disco dancing...no boppin' that's for sure
I tried to do it late last night ended mangled on the floor
The legs they went all wobbly, me head it still feels numb
I've been stuck here since 3 o'clock, in agony on me bum
I know Travolta did it and boy did he look nifty
But I should really give it up as I am way past fifty

-Samantha M Jones -

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