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WORK IT OUT AT NIGHT


Because my doors are closed all night Does not mean I’m asleep all night. I’m always up like a knight , Glued to my light, Making use of my light, Preparing for the fight, So, I can face it with delight. I can’t sleep all day and tell you I’m waiting for my flight. I’ve to do something to get to that height.
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