Some people love to be alone

Some people love to be in railway stations

Some people live by bread alone

Some people revel in hallucinations

Some people always have a comb



Step up, step up, and all aboard



CHORUS

The scene

The floors are shaking

The blood is pumping

The skin is baking

Can you take it, can you take it

You look tough, but that's not enough

It's the scene



Oh no, it's not enough



Some people live to work all day

Some people only live for monkey business

Dressed in some cadillac coupe

They go out slumming as they burn their bridges

And all the while they act blase



Step up, step up, and all aboard



CHORUS



Is you is or is you ain't - oh yeah

Who's a sinner, who's a saint - oh yeah

Is you just a little vain - oh yeah

Well, shut my mouth we're both the same



Is you is or is you ain't - oh yeah oh yeah

Wanna take a holiday - oh yeah oh yeah

To a land that's got no rain - oh yeah oh yeah

Then hop aboard the rhythm train



End of the story never ends

There'll be a world without extended mixes

There'll be a world without champagne

There'll be a world without those kind of kisses

But then this may not ever end



Step up, step up, and all aboard



CHORUS x 3

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