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She got the stuff Now all she needs is a place she can bump in (bump in), yeah It's just my luck That all the hipsters like the dance music, yeah But I said Oh my God, it's coming back, coming back It was lame the first time round Oh my God, it's coming back, coming back I can't bare to hear the sound And so we go there There's dudes with blue heads, chicks with glow sticks, yeah And so we dance there It reminds me of 1996, yeah But I said Oh my God, it's coming back, coming back It was lame the first time round Oh my God, it's coming back, coming back I can't bare to hear the sound Dance all night to pretty lights, nothing's right Consciousness is lost in me All we did was make 'em rich, make 'em rich Helping out the cocaine trade I used to dance Thought I was dancing for peace I used to dance I thought the music was sweet It was just 'cause the drugs matched the beats Go beat! Go beat! Go beat! Oh my God, it's coming back, coming back It was lame the first time round Oh my God, it's coming back, coming back I can't bare to hear the sound |