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Fly Daze
by Zebrahead
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You are my leading lady, and I really wanted
To say that you have some fine moves, baby; I hope that we can
Groove again someday, and I can't forget
The days when we danced all our troubles away
Fly daze, coming in waves
And the time rolls but disco remains
And the guys do it up with Travolta flair
And all the girls got Farah Fawcett's hair
Where nothing will compare to the Huggy Bear style
And the Bee Gee's drop the bomb that makes you go wild
And you get what you need on love boats bays
Where your soul is complete 'cause these are fly days
Fly daze, coming in waves
And the time rolls but disco remains
And Shaggy fights crime on a Scooby snack
So get down tonight, shake your booty, make contact
'Cause DJ's kick down like Grand Master Flash
And Chrissy smoked up all of Jack Tripper's hash
Where Bosley sneaks a peak at the angels
Play and your soul is set free 'cause these are fly days
You are my leading lady, and I really wanted
To say that you have some fine moves, baby; I hope that we can
Groove again someday, and I can't forget
The days when we danced all our troubles away
Fly daze, coming in waves
And the time rolls but disco remains
And the guys do it up with Travolta flair
And all the girls got Farah Fawcett's hair
Where nothing will compare to the Huggy Bear style
And the Bee Gee's drop the bomb that makes you go wild
And you get what you need on love boats bays
Where your soul is complete 'cause these are fly days
Fly daze, coming in waves
And the time rolls but disco remains
And Shaggy fights crime on a Scooby snack
So get down tonight, shake your booty, make contact
'Cause DJ's kick down like Grand Master Flash
And Chrissy smoked up all of Jack Tripper's hash
Where Bosley sneaks a peak at the angels
Play and your soul is set free 'cause these are fly days
