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Manchester Ritz
Manchester Ritz
Manchester Ritz, the glam n' the glitz
dancehall days, it's a ballroom blitz!
sticky carpets, sweaty armpits
see her dress, it just about fits
have a dance, or prop up the bar
glittering balls, a dancefloor star
see that girl, I can see her bra
watch her move, she's the best by far
sexy girls, crazy drunken nights
low cut tops, minis...
Friday 1st May 2009 3:52 pm
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