fredag 15 maj 2009

Slagt on a Saturday, middle of the nightYou where there and caught me by surprise.Hard to andle traffic jame, people passing byI could swear you loked me in the eyes.And when a car slowed down,Filled with party people,You turned your head aroundAnd left me the crowdSo I stopped a cab, filled with party peopleI turned da wheel around,They started singging loud.
Come on and jump, all nightIn the neightbourhood, don’t feel alrightCome on and jump, all nightWanna party, ’till the morning lightCome on and jump, all nightIn the neightbourhood, don’t feel alrightCome on and jump, all nightWanna party, ’till the morning light

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