Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,
I’m a woman’s man: No time to talk.
Music loud and women warm, I’ve been kicked around
Since I was born.
And now it’s all right and it’s OK.
And you may look the other way.
We can try to understand
The New York Times’ effect on man.
Whether you’re a brother or whether you’re a mother,
You’re stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive.
Feel the city breakin’ and everybody shakin’,
And we’re stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ alive.
Life’s goin’ nowhere. Homebody help me. Help me.
Whether you’re a brother or whether you’re a mother,
You’re stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive.
Feel the city breakin’ and everybody shakin’,
And we’re stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ alive.
Stayin’ alive.
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