Mans Zelmerlow - Maniac Lyrics
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Maniac
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What Are The Lyrics For Maniac By Mans Zelmerlow?
Just a still town girl on a Saturday night
Lookin' for the fight of her life In the real-time world no one sees her at all They all say she's crazy Locking rhythms to the beat of her heart Changing woman into life She has danced into the danger zone When a dancer becomes a dance It can cut you like a knife If the gift becomes the fire On a wire between will and what will be She's a maniac Maniac on the floor (On the floor) And she's dancing like she's never danced before (She's dancing like) She's a maniac Maniac on the floor (On the floor) And she's dancing like she's never danced before (Never danced before) On the ice-build iron insanity Is a place most never see It's a hard warm place of mystery Touch it, but can't hold it You work all your life for that moment in time It could come or pass you by It's a push of the world, but there's always a chance If the hunger stays the night It can cut you like a knife If the gift becomes the fire On a wire between will and what will be She's a maniac Maniac, I should know (I should know! ) And she's dancing like she's never danced before (She's danced before) She's a maniac Maniac, I sure know (I sure know) And she's dancing like she's never danced before She's a maniac Maniac, I should know And she's dancing like she's never danced before (She's dancing like) She's a maniac Maniac, I should know (I should know) And she's dancing like she's never danced before |
Who Wrote Maniac By Mans Zelmerlow?
Dennis N Matskosky, Rodney Price, Michael N Sembello, Richard N Stephenson
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What's The Duration Of The Maniac By Mans Zelmerlow?The duration of Maniac is 3:04 minutes and seconds. |
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