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Teksty: Juliette & The Licks. Four On The Floor. Get Up.

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All the pretty girls are on fire burned up by this city
I been told I'm a real livewire who broke the rules of the game
I picked up like a rolling stone and I hit the towns up north
Every tune I sung became home and now I'm calling em yours
You gotta get up

So you got yourself a rock n roll band
And you're playing with the queen of hearts in your hand
And my father told me yeah you're the only one
Who can shake up the midnight sky and bring it the sun

You can't tip-toe across the stage of your brother's sacred playground
You gotta show em how to really light it up
And watch out when the roof comes down
I know a few things about love and blues and loss
It's just a thrill to stay alive no matter what you think it costs
You gotta get up

So you got yourself a rock n roll band
And you're playing with the queen of hearts in your hand
And my father told me yeah you're the only one
Who can shake up the midnight sky and bring it the sun

So you got yourself a rock n roll band
And you're playing with the queen of hearts in your hand
And my father told me yeah you're the only one
Who can shake up the midnight sky and bring it the sun

So you got yourself a rock n roll band
And you're playing with the queen of hearts in your hand
And my father told me yeah you're the only one
Who can shake up the midnight sky and bring it the sun