Dirty Dancefloor
I gotta be at the dancefloor
Where all the day goes on hands-war.
I gotta be at the dancefloor.
Bit is next door.
Give me dirty dancefloor.
From nowhere appeared a crowd
And in a second whirled me around.
"Don't go away", everyone cried.
And I felt shake of world-weary ground.
I gotta be at the dancefloor.
But I was left with my crazy hands-war.
And after looking around
I saw the undergroud.
In a life with nowhere to go
My heart is feeling alone.
But its beat
Has a lead
In the party where the people lose their feet.
x2
I gotta be at the dancefloor
Where all the day goes on hands-war.
I gotta be at the dancefloor.
Bit is next door.
Give me dirty dancefloor.
Yeah, I discovered a crowd
With a demented merry-go-round.
It was in clamorous club.
I was affected by their sound.
I gotta be at the dancefloor.
But people smiled at my crazy hands-war.
And after trying to come
I heard the words: "Too young".
In a life with nowhere to go
My heart is feeling alone.
But its beat
Has a lead
In the party where the people lose their feet.
A planet's model hides the other side.
So half world can not be in truth completely right
About main thing that gives you light.
For calling partner-dancers
Cry louder!
Don't stop.
x2
I gotta be at the dancefloor
Where all the day goes on hands-war.
I gotta be at the dancefloor.
Bit is next door.
Give me dirty dancefloor.
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