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There's a sound like a drum echoin'
When the high from your love's kickin' in
And it hits like the Holy Ghost
A million-mile-an-hour wind
Pour some fuel on the floor, make a fire
Strike a match, light the flame of desire
Keep me warm 'cause this town is cold
All night long

You make the spot light up wherever we are
All night, we're magnetically charged
Lightning couldn't strike us apart
You got me dancin' to the beat of your heart
True love in a city of lies