The Jet Set

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    This is the time, now gimme that beat
    Feel how the rhythm grips your feet
    Ah kitty-baby, take my hand
    She's like a devil heaven-sent
    I'm in her armes and she's in mine
    Maybe we'll make the film on time
    Sitting in the 15th row
    Oh baby baby, I love you so

    We are the jet-set society, we are the jet-set
    And that means liberty

    We're on the run
    We know where to go
    We've got the tickets to the midnight show
    These nights are burning out so fast
    Hop on the beam, you won't be last
    The russians seem to be that way
    We love 'em like we love d. Kaye
    We are the high-high-high-high-high
    So-ci-e-ty

    We are the jet-set society, we are the jet-set
    And that means liberty

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    We are the jet-set
    Hop on the beam
    We are the jet-set
    Hop on the beam

    Shine on sociaty
    Shine on liberty
    Shine on luxury
    Shine on so-ci-e-ty

    Streets are full of love and fear
    This could be the final year
    Enrico's dead but still ok
    We dance the streets, feeling well
    If she's a liar, I'm her lover
    If she's a priestess, I'm her cover
    If she's a lady, I'm her man
    If she's a man, I'll do what I can

    We are the jet-set society, we are the jet-set
    And that means liberty

    Oooh, I do what I can
    Oooh, baby, I love you so and we don't care

    Song details

    Composition: Gold Marian, Lloyd Bernhard, and Frank Sorgatz

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