Paul Jabara, Van McCoy, Donna Summer, & Giorgio Moroder
Last dance, the last dance for loveYes it's my last chance for romance tonightWo-oI need you by meBeside me to guide meTo hold meTo scold meBut when I'm bad I'm so, so badSo let's dance the last danceSo let's dance the last danceSo let's dance the last dance tonightLet's dance the last dance for loveIt's my last chance for romance tonightWo-oI need you by meBeside me to guide meTo hold meTo scoldBut when I'm bad I'm so, so badSo let's dance the last danceSo let's dance the last danceSo let's dance the last dance tonightDo the hustleBreak it downLet me hear some gritoSomeone found the letter you wrote me on the radioAnd it said exactly how you feltIt must have fallen out of a hole in your old brown overcoatIt never said your name, but I knew who they meantI was so surprised and shocked and I wondered tooIf by chance you heard for yourselfI never told a soul just how I've been feeling over youBut they said it really loudThey said it on the airOn the radioW-o-o-oOn the radioW-o-o-oOn the radioW-o-o-oOn the radioW-o-o-oOn the radio< PRE>
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