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Lyrics
Swing your partner like a goat-skinned freak,Lift up your skirts and make way. The old Devil’s got his fiddle strung up, and he’s just about ready to play.Alaman Left, now Alaman Right,Right into the middle of the floor. Don’t mind the Pentagram it’s just window dressing, or maybe it’s the Devil’s own door. I’ve been up all night kissing the goat, ask me where I’ve been, I don’t even know. Hair of the dog we go, tying it on again. I’ve been up all night kissing the goat. I’ve been up all night kissing the goat. Swing your partner like a wind blowing up, right down Brimstone way.
We don’t care if our garmets tear, just as long as they’re outta the way. Alaman left, now Alaman Right, straight up the Devil’s behind. We don’t care, we’ve got taxi fare,
and the cabbie’s in a better state of mind.
Now go straight thru the gate like a posessed ram, There’s nothing to stand in your way. We will not come down, down, down, down, down. All good children gonna stay up in the night, it’s much too late to settle down. All good children gonna stay up through the night, gonna—gonna buy my band a round. You’re thirsty ain’t ya boys? All good children gonna stay up in the night,
Gonna bring some life into this town. All good children gonna stay up in the night,
Gonna bring some life into this town. All good children gonna stay up in the night,
Gonna bring some life into this town. I’ve been up all night kissing the goat, ask me where I’ve been, I don’t even know. Hair of the dog we go, tying it on again. I’ve been up all night kissing the goat.
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