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Girl With One Track Mind (Sexhunters) I Fell in Love on the Northern Line |
SalsaMambo, salsa, cross-body lead, Sinuous hipsters swing and sway, Uno, dos, tres / cinco, seis, siete, Some come to groove, others to play The game of love and who's to say Cuban vibes haven't love decreed? Age and size they do not heed, If you can dance, it's your day, Cinco, seis, siete / uno, dos, tres, Other dances: disco or meringue, Seem inferior in every way to this Salsa Life: Our Sauce, Our Creed! |
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