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Just a still town girl on a saturday night
Lookin' for the fight of her life In the real-time world no one sees her at all They all say she's crazy Locking rhythms to the beat of her heart Changing woman into life She has danced into the danger zone When a dancer becomes a dance It can cut you like a knife if the gift becomes the fire On a wire between will and what will be She's a maniac maniac on the floor And she's dancing like she's never danced before REPEAT On the ice-build iron sanity Is a place most never see It's a hard warm place of mystery Touch it but can't hold it You work all your life for that moment in time It could come or pass you by It's a push of the world but there's always a chance If the hunger stays the night There's a cold connective heat struggling stretching for defeat Never stopping with her head against the wind CHORUS She's a maniac maniac I sure know And she's dancing like she's never danced before REPEAT It can cut you like a knife if the gift becomes the fire On a wire between will and what will be REPEAT CHORUS TO FADE
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