The Killers - The Killers - Where The White Boys Dance

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The Killers - The Killers - Where The White Boys Dance

Take me to the place where the white boys dance. 
Take me to the place where they run and play. 
My baby is gone, you might have a chance. 
Just take me to the place where the white boys dance. 

They hug in silence, 
As the sun sets. 
On their empty street, 
Their suspicions where they rise and hide. 
And then who sweeps them off she doesnt leave. 
She walks inside him, 
pours a strong one. 
Put her mind at ease. 
Its the calm before another storm. 
And the friendships from the whiskey to the keys. 

Take me to the place where the white boys dance. 
Take me to the place where they run and play. 
My baby is gone, you might have a chance. 
Just take me to the place where the white boys... dance. 

Her heart is racing. 
She phones a friend to say: 
Im in an awful place. 
That fools been messin round on me 
Ive seen it in his eyes and on his face 
Hold on a minute. 
Youre talking crazy. 
Dont be that jealous girl. 
Just telephone you need an hour or two. 
Cause were gonna go and change somebodies word. 

Take me to the place where the white boys dance. 
Take me to the place where they run and play. 
My baby is gone, you might have a chance. 
Just take me to the place where the white boys dance. 

Its the calm before another storm... 
Its the calm before another storm 
And the friendships from the whiskey to the keys. 

Take me to the place where the white boys dance. 
Take me to the place where they run and play. 
My baby is gone, you might have a chance. 
Just take me to the place where the white boys... dance.

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