WWE: The Music

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S.O.S. - Abba Where are those happy days, they seem so hard to find I tried to reach for you but you have closed your mind Whatever happened to our love I wish I understood It used to be so nice, it used to be so good So when you're near me, darling

Holla Holla Holla Holla So all my girls in the club say hoo 'Cause you know just how we do Side to side, and front to back If you aint taken that Holla Holla Holla For satisfaction your independant get your own things happenin', Holla Holla Holla For