A disc jockey, also known as DJ, is a person who selects and plays recorded music for an audience. Originally, "disc" (sometimes spelled "disk", although this is now uncommon) referred to phonograph records, not the later Compact Discs. Today, the term includes all forms of music playback, no matter the medium.
There are several types of disc jockeys. Radio DJs or radio personalities introduce and play music that is broadcast on AM, FM, shortwave, digital, or internet radio stations. Club DJs select and play music in bars, nightclubs, or discothèques, or at parties or raves, or even in stadiums. Hip hop disc jockeys select and play music using multiple turntables, often to back up one or more MCs, and they may also do turntable scratching to create percussive sounds. In reggae, the DJ (deejay) is a vocalist who raps, "toasts", or chats over pre-recorded rhythm tracks while the individual choosing and playing them is referred to as a selector. Mobile DJs travel with portable sound systems and play recorded music at a variety of events.
Jonathan Keith "Jon" Gosselin (born April 1, 1977) is an American television personality, known for his appearances with then-wife Kate Gosselin and their eight children on the American reality TV show Jon & Kate Plus 8.
Jonathan Keith Gosselin was born and raised in Wyomissing, Pennsylvania as the middle child in a family of three boys. Gosselin's mother was born and raised in Hawaii as a second generation Korean American (his maternal grandparents emigrated from Korea), and his father is of French, Irish, and Welsh descent. He graduated from Wyomissing High School in 1995.
Gosselin met Kate Kreider at a company picnic on October 5, 1997. They married on June 12, 1999. Twin girls, Cara and Madelyn, were born on October 8, 2000. Initially, Jon was against having a third child, but he and Kate eventually decided to try to get pregnant again. On May 10, 2004, Kate gave birth to sextuplets: sons Aaden, Collin, and Joel, and daughters Leah, Alexis, and Hannah. The sextuplets were born 10 weeks premature, which is common in cases of multiple births.
Sunidhi Chauhan (born Nidhi Chauhan on 14 August 1983) is an Indian playback singer, best known for her Hindi film songs in Bollywood. She has also recorded songs for Marathi, Kannada, Tamil, Telugu, Bhojpuri, Bengali, Assamese and Gujarati films .
Chauhan began to sing at the age of four and was discovered by a local TV anchor. She won recognition through a televised singing contest, Meri Awaz Suno, which she won, and made her entrance into playback singing with the Hindi film Shastra.
Her breakthrough was Ram Gopal Varma's film Mast, in which she sang the hit song, "Ruki Ruki Si Zindagi." She has been nominated for fourteen Filmfare Awards, winning it on three occasions. She has won two Star Screen Awards, two IIFA Awards and one Zee Cine Award.
Sunidhi Chauhan family hail from Uttar Pradesh. She started her singing career as a child, giving her first performance at the age of four, in a local temple in Delhi. Thereafter, she began to participate in, and sing for, competitions and local gatherings. When local TV anchor, Tabassum, spotted her talent, her family shifted to Mumbai in a bid to further develop the young singer's skills, and Chauhan became the lead singer in Kalyanji's 'Little Wonders' troupe.
Ali Zafar (Punjabi, Urdu: علی ظفر, born May 18, 1980 in Lahore, Pakistan) is a Pakistani musician, composer, song writer, singer, actor, painter and model, popular for his music and now movies. His popular numbers include his hits like "Channo", "Rangeen", "Chal Dil Merey", "Dekha", "Masty", "Jhoom", "Sajania", "Madhubala","Voh Dekhney Mein", "Dastan-e-ishq" and "Yar Dhadhi Ishq". He started his singing career with the song "Jugnuon Se Bhar Le Aanchal" in the film Shararat, directed by Pakistani actress and director Samina Peerzada but made a big mark with his first single "Channo" from his first album "Huqa Pani" that sold more than seven million copies worldwide. The album turned out to be one of the biggest hits ever in Pakistan with "Channo" topping the charts all the way for a long time. Zafar made his acting debut in the 2010 Indian film Tere Bin Laden by director Abhishek Sharma. His second movie was Mere Brother Ki Dulhan followed by London, Paris, New York. He has sold over 15 million copies worldwide.
DJ Whoo Kid (born Yves Mondesir in Brooklyn, New York) is a hip hop DJ and of Haitian descent raised in Queens Village, New York but with strong roots to Cap-Haïtien, Haiti. He used to be signed to G-Unit Records and its subsidiary label, Shady Ville Entertainment. He is the host of Hollywood Saturdays on Sirius/XM Radio, and in March 2009 he launched the video website RadioPlanet.tv. His productions often uses a sound clip of shouting his DJ name, with an echo effecct.
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2011: Creating A Buzz Volume 1 (Hosted by Ashley Cole)
2011: Momentum
Plot
On the surface, Mitch is a funny guy. He is cracking jokes and is the life of the party, but his early life was filled with tragedy. At age ten, he watches his mother die in a car accident, which he thinks is partly his fault. His father becomes emotionally distant as he tries to cope with his own loss and is unavailable to help Mitch. Mitch's best friend, Eric, is the only one there for him... but does he really know how to best help Mitch?
Plot
Riley Brown is regular teenage girl, except for the fact that she is able to to go back in time and change her past. Jay who is a concerned friend is the only person she has told about her time traveling ability. When going back or 'rewinding', Riley takes physical damage to her body such as head aches, nose bleeds and even coughing blood. She also risks altering other events she did not intend to. Over the series she learns that she can't always change the inevitable with her abilities, but still tries to.
Quinn: I'm as straight as a stripper pole.
Plot
New York Tunez, an all techno record store, is going under. The owner, Keith, a down and out trance DJ, struggles to cope with the changing cultural climate. In a final effort to save the store he organizes a rave. Unfortunately, 2009 is a far cry from the early '90's.
Plot
In London, A.K. is a Ukrainian Gypsy, seeking fame as a rocker, doing odd jobs: he's a dom, drives a hack, and runs errands for his neighbor, a poet full of self pity since going blind. A.K's flatmates are Holly, a ballerina who becomes a reluctant stripper in need of coaching, and Juliette, a pill-popping assistant at a pharmacy run by an Indian tired of his marriage. Juliette, estranged from her family, dreams of helping the poor children of Africa; A.K. has a crush on Holly; Juliette's boss lusts after her. Her hapless sister calls from time to time. The poet despairs. Is there a route from filth to wisdom for these souls? Can they find fun and fulfillment? A.K. provides philosophical comment.
Keywords: ballet-school, black-panties, book-writer, crotch-shot, cult-film, cultural-revolution, dominatrix, female-sitting-on-a-toilet, girl-in-bra-and-panties, gypsy
A.K.: You know, in my country there is a saying: "If you want to reach the sky, fuck a duck and try to fly".
A.K.: When I die, I'm going to go straight to Heaven. And you are going to ask me why. Did I pray enough? No. Did I share enough? Not really. Was I humble enough? Definantly not. So what makes you so sure you're going straight to Heaven, you ask. And I will tell you: because I told the truth.
A.K.: Only when you eat a lemon do you appreciate what sugar is. Life is a paradox. But is it really? Is the contradictions in and around us really a form of dissonance, or just another word for "accord" in a language we are yet to discover? A language we are yet to learn. A language we have been deprived of. We live in a mistaken world, and it doesn't have to be so. You can be an academic and come to this realization by reading books, or you can discover this new rebel intelligence by waking up in your own vomit. Either way, you cannot lose. Without filth, there can be no wisdom. Without darkness, no light.
Professor Flynn: The road to success is paved with humiliation. The sooner you accept that, the easier the journey will get.
A.K.: There is duality in everything.But perhaps I should ask myself this question: Am I consciously or unconsciously, actively or passively,collaborating at this very moment with some behavior that is destined to wreak havoc on another human being?
Francine: Honey, you show me a beautiful girl and I'll show you a man whose tired of fucking her.
A.K.: Humanity seems to be divided into two categories. People trying to be good and people trying to be bad, but personally I don't see so much difference.If you spend your whole life as a saint, eventually you will crave the opposite and the filth will appear as an oasis in the desert but if you spend your life in the gutter, sooner or later you will be searching for wisdom. Like a pig sniffing for truffles.
When the clouded line that divides both sides of society is crossed, it's hard to turn back.
There's only one way out...
Plot
Greg is near the end of his senior year in high school, wanting to go to the prom, eyeing Cinny (the school's beauty with brains) from afar, and regularly trippin', daydreaming about being a big success as a poet, a student, a lover. His mom wants him to apply to colleges, but Greg hasn't a clue. One of his teachers, Mr. Shapic, tries to inspire him, too. He finally figures out he can get close to Cinny if he asks her for help with college applications. But friendship isn't enough, he wants romance and a prom date. So, he tells a few lies and, for awhile, it seems to be working. Then, things fall apart and Greg has to figure out how to put the trippin aside and get real.
Keywords: apostrophe-in-title, booty, independent-film, one-word-title, prom
He's a legend in his own mind.
LaDomal: We don't let them lil girl scouts sell them cookies unless we get a cut of that shit you bitch ass nigga!
LaDomal: Hey you African booty scratcher! It look like you just got off the Amistad party boat!::Z-Boy: Sinque, give us free!::Fish: I'll give you some fat free water that's what you need!::Fish: Hey are those legs recycable? Mr. Gump? You know I need a screw. Gimme one of them.::Z-Boy: I screwed yo mama!::LaDomal: You know what nigga I know why your car broke nigga.::Fish: Why is that?::LaDomal: 'Cause everytime yo lil black ass get out of it the oil light come on nigga!
LaDomal: Cause every time you get out the car, lil nigga, the oil like come on.
Kenyatta: Boy, you betta say it with some convension.
She took a cab uptown
And if you didn't talk to her
You know what, well, you deserve it
She was at your athletic center
She was looking really tan
No longer dating stan
And you say
"oh, girl, what do you mean
When you say you'll go clean?
You're the laughter of that little boy."
So many little pecks that's how she likes to kiss
Where's the music?
Where's the dj tonight?
Where's the dj tonight?
In this soho palace,
My golden bracelet gleams
I'm a policeman's dream
As he dozes off on prince street, yeah
She's cooking in a frying pan
Watching the shadows made by sycamores
And she says
That sometimes in my sleep
I hear the bugs on the wall
And sometimes they fall
And then they used to wake me
Just like angels...
And you say
"oh, girl, what do you mean
When you say you'll go clean?
You're the laughter of that little boy."
So many little pecks that's how she likes to kiss
Where's the music?
Where's the dj tonight?
All of the D.J.'s surely have taken a lesson
Start talking trash and I'll come with my Smith and Wesson
A little competition comes my wayBittybye but it always winds up the same
Ah but the stone that the builder refuse
Shall be the end corner stone
And there ain't nothin' wrong, ain't nothin' right
And still I sit and lie awake all night
Oooh all of the D.J.'s surely have taken a lesson
Try talking trash and I'll come with my Smith and Wesson
Enough D.J.'s come, enough, enough stylee
But when I bust my lyrics we all know it's wicked and wily
Ain't nothin' wrong, ain't nothin' right
And still I sit and lie awake all night
Oooh you finish that with your gat if you wanna walk with me
You bound to come down with the new stylee
Rock a rubadub known as reggae music
You gonna come down with the new lyrics
'Cause it just ain't no thing, oh, I said it's been a real long time
Ain't nothin' wrong, ain't nothin' right
And still I sit and lie awake all night
Ah Dreddy's got a job to do but he might fulfill his mission
To see his pain will be his greatest ambition
We will survive in this world of competition
Truly God set around the nation, bo bo bo ...
I won't wait so long, ooh
I said I won't wait so long for you, ooh, ooh
See now, ooh, woh
Stop your messing around
Better think of your future
Time you straighten right out
Or you'll wind up in jail
Another friday night
And the weekend's just begun
Everyone is dressing up
'cause it's time to have some fun
Tonight live all your fantasies
Tonight play it on and on
Chorus
Dj show us what you got
Keep our bodies moving turn the music up
Dj don't you ever stop
You know what to play
To make this party rock tonight
Everyone's feeling good
Smiling faces everywhere
So if you're in the mood
Put your hands up in the air
Tonight live all your fantasies
Tonight play it on and on
Chorus (2x)
Keep my body movin' turn the music up
Keep my body movin' turn the music up
Turn it up
Keep my body movin' turn the music up
Keep my body movin' turn the music up
Tonight live all your fantasies
Tonight play it on and on
On and on and on
Chorus (2x)
Keep my body movin' turn the music up
Keep my body movin' turn the music up
Turn it up
Keep my body movin' turn the music up
Всеки път си казвах: "Не е тя".
Всеки път си казвах, че греша.
Всеки път си казвах, че ще спра.
Срещнах я, това е любовта.
Всеки си ден се плашех,
ще мога ли да издържа?
Всеки ден на сляп се правех,
за грешките ти в любовта.
Ако можеше небето
с гръм един да ме срази.
Ако можеше луната
моите очи да ослепи.
Припев: (х2)
Всеки път си казвах: "Не е тя".
Всеки път си казвах, че греша.
Всеки път си казвах, че ще спра.
Срещнах я, това е любовта.
Де да можех да те укротя
и с вериги да те окова,
звяр във кожа на човек
но омайваш всички хора!
Хищник страшен и свиреп
ден да дойде ще ти сложа ножа
Припев: (х2)
Дай ми само аз отдолу
да те хвана пак на голо
ще забравиш що е ритъм!
Що е ритъм ах да те питам!
I drive all night till early morning light
And still can’t make it home
The hours seem long
I flip the radio on
And hear my favorite song
Won’t you play it play it play it Mr. D.J.
And please don’t take all night
Won’t you play it play it play it Mr. D.J.
And I hope you get it right
I’m under pressure my mind’s an all out war
I’m on a train take a backstreet
Just like Joey Strummer said
Big brother watching you like it’s 1984
No rebel truce no train in vain no Sandinista
I wanna hear some more
The ticking of the clock
The minutes never stop
It’s proof that time goes by
The hours seem long
I flip the radio on and hear that D.J. guy
Won’t you play it play it play it Mr. D.J.
And please don’t take all night
Won’t you play it play it play it Mr. D.J.
And I hope you get it right
I’m under pressure my mind’s an all out war
I’m on a train take a backstreet
Just like Joey Strummer said
Big brother watching you like it’s 1984
No rebel truce no train in vain no Sandinista
I wanna hear some more
London’s Calling no London’s Burning
And I’m listening to the clash
I’m lost in the supermarket
I can’t get no spending cash
I’m under pressure my mind’s an all out war
dj! don't do this to me
I've been with someone else
I've been with someone we both need
dj! don't you dare to leave
I tried to figure out what others did
dj! am I pure and clean?
I tried to do my best
I tried to be the girl of your dreams
dj! don't you fuck with me
I tried to be the one
and now I'm on my knees
slow down!
oh baby! it will take years
it's not what it seemed to be
slow down!
oh baby! it will take years
pray hard to get to be here
dj! don't do this to me
I tried to do my best
I tried not to sing out of key
dj! don't you dare to leave
I tried to be the one
Yeah
You're making my head spin
Going to-and-from on the dance floor
And I thought you were happy
Acting like a hoe on the dance floor
Oh yeah
You drop it so low
Oh yeah
Yeah
I'm gonna take you home
[Chorus:]
Make up your mind
Make up your mind
You're wasting all my time
I'm gonna take you off my VIP list
Make up your mind
Make up your mind
And it would be a shame
To take you off my VIP list
You know how to shake your hips
You know how to get my attention
You said you weren't falling in love
But there's something you forgot to mention
I'm in love with the DJ
(What did you say)
I'm in love with the DJ
(I'm about to break)
I'm in love with the DJ
(What did you say)
I'm in love with the DJ
(I'm about to break)
Oh yeah
You drop it so low
Oh yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I'm gonna take you home
[Chorus:]
Make up your mind
Make up your mind
You're wasting all my time
I'm gonna take you off my VIP list
Make up your mind
Make up your mind
And it would be a shame
To take you off my VIP list
(VIP list)
(VIP)
I'm in love with the DJ
(DJ)
I'm in love with the DJ
(DJ)
So get out of my car
And take that loser with you
So get out of my car
You're not welcome here no more
Yaao
(He plays my favorite songs)
The Beatles sang a song about a hard days night
Elvis used to sing about Mama it's alright
It's alright but you're breaking my heart
DJ know we've been working this hard
So come on...
So come on...
Have a listen to this song for a minute or three
Do you understand what we want it to be
Name your price no need to be low
Maybe one or two tickets to Mexico
So come on...
So come on...
Hi, everybody this is Sam your record man
With your favourite tunes all night every way you like
Hey, here's a real goodie for all you frustrated song
writers out there
How about a free trip to Mexico for the composer of the
best pop song
With a Latin American beat in our listen area
All you have to do is put it down on a paper and send
it in
And well announce the winner next week
Then it's off to south of the border for a fun week in
the sun for some lucky listener
Are you ready, then lets go
Do you like a rum cola
In a Mexican style
Do you like to meet a lady?
To go dancing tonight, dance to night
Lalalalalalalalala
What's it gonna be, say it to me
Anything special, special for me
What will you do when you got what you want
Gimme some time first play this song
So come on..
So come on...
Well it looks like we just might have a winner
But a, I think we'll have to have a little business
meeting
With our top three lovely finalists
We'll a keep you posted on the results ok?
And now it's coming up on 9:25
And the weather outside our studio looks
Too good to be true
So role down you car windows and don't you forget to
Stay tuned in all night every night
I am the DJ
I never give up
And I like to meet you
She's heading for the high street
They end up in a club instead
She wants to take a back seat
But the tunes get inside her head
He said it's just the music baby
Don't matter if we stay out late
Her eyes are so tired and heavy
She hears the last song of the night
Hear a sound turn around it's all in the breathing
And it's clear in the air like stars in the sky
Hear a sound turn around it's all in the breathing
Hold me tight, just hold me tight
Close your eyes to the DJ
Close your eyes and fade away
Making out to the DJ
Making out to the DJ
She wakes up in the morning
The tunes still inside her head
He said they'd go on Saturday
And take here to the club again
As she moves a little closer to kiss him
He only feels the cold night air
He's never going to keep his promise
She's never going to see him again
Hear a sound turn around it's all in the breathing
And it's clear in the air like stars in the sky
Hear a sound turn around it's all in the breathing
Hold me tight, just hold me tight
Close your eyes to the DJ
Close your eyes and fade away
Making out to the DJ
Making out to the DJ
Whenever she hears that sound she turns around, he's not around
The music she knows so well will save her now, save her now
Hear a sound turn around it's all in the breathing
And it's clear in the air like stars in the sky
Hear a sound turn around it's all in the breathing
Hold me tight, just hold me tight
Close your eyes to the DJ
Close your eyes and fade away
Making out to the DJ
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(David Bowie/Brian Eno/Carlos Alomar)
I'm home, lost my job, and incurably ill
You think this is easy, realism
I've got a girl out there, I suppose
I think she's dancing
Feel like Dan Dare lies down
I think she's dancing, what do I know?
I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can't turn around no, can't turn around, no, oh, ooh
I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can't turn around no, can't turn around, no, oh no
I am a D.J., I am what I play
I got believers (kiss-kiss)
Believing me, oh
One more, weekend, of lights and evening faces
Fast food, living nostalgia
Humble pie or bitter fruit
I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can't turn around no, can't turn around no, ooh
I am a D.J., I am what I say
Can't turn around no, can't turn around, ooh
I am a D.J., I am what I play
I've got believers (kiss-kiss)
Believing me
I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can turn around no, can't turn around
I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can turn around no, can't turn around
I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can turn around no (kiss-kiss)
Time flies when you're having fun
Break his heart, break her heart
He used to be my boss and millions of puppet dancer
I am a D.J., and I've got believers
I've got believers
I've got believers
I've got believers in me
I've got believers
I am a D.J., I am what I play
I am a D.J.
Est-ce qu'on est pr?t dans tes soir?es pour le set de mon DJ
Commence ? dire autour de toi qu'il est en forme sur le mix
Fait chauffer les "Technics" avant qu'il pose ses doigts dessus
Si dans la nuit tu veux qu'on cause vinyl et de quoi je suis tox
Quand je me brisais les reins sur les platines de Kheops
On refera l'histoire du Hip Hop et la valeur de leur place
Je d?die ce morceau ? ceux qui scratchent ? ma place
Hey DJ ! Sauve ma vie cette nuit
J'ai le coeur bris? comme "Indeep" sans ce maxi
Met-nous le son que je kiffe en ce moment, allez !
Il n'y a que toi qui sait comment le jouer
Fait leur comprendre qui est la base
Fait leur ?couter ce "bootleg" que les derniers jazeurs ?crasent
En phasing, en fondu, d?cale si tu veux
Mais fait honneur au nom rien que pour eux
Refrain
DJ donne plus de son
Fait moi boujer ce bordel pour de bon ici
Cut Killer enchaine les deux MK2 dans ce club, oui je veux
Rester, tiser, d?dier cette s?rie rien que pour eux
Faire honneur encore une fois
Comme un classique je suis l? pour maintenir le dancefloor
Il me faut une face B, un mic, un son putain de fort
Dans le sens du partage je f?te mes 15 ans d'antenne
Respect au DJ's sur la FM
Si tu mixe par amour je sais ce que tu ressent
Devant les bacs chez ton disquaire je sais ce que tu prend
Rien ? foutre des ventes, des classements ou de l'air-play
Voil? ma tuerie en double ? tester
Fait les danser encore jusqu'au bout de la nuit
Fait leur oublier leurs bl?mes, qu'ils respirent ton envie
Je passerai le mot, dirais aux nouveaux qui sont les murs ma?tres
Que leurs anciens ont fait du rap ce qu'ils essayent de conna?trent
? chaque remix continu l'histoire
Dans chaque "battles" je retrouve un peu la m?moire
Transforme, cut ou pass-pass, comme tu veux
Mais fait honneur au nom rien que pour eux
Refrain
Je pense au Double H, Turntable Dragunz, Don't Sleep,
Dj Sample, Desh, Fonky Maestro,
Double Face, Crazy B et Faster J
DJ, play that song a little louder
I gotta, gotta get him outta my head
Gotta dance the pain away
Can’t go to sleep just yet
My baby, he left me high and dry
Can’t be the man for me
Said he can’t tell me why
He told me that he loves me
But he’s gotta be alone
He doesn’t need me anymore
Wants to do it on his own
He said he doesn’t wanna run
But we hold each other back
I love him so hard,
I would fall off track
DJ, play that song a little louder
I gotta, gotta get him outta my head
Gotta dance the pain away
Can’t go to sleep just yet
DJ, can’t you play a little harder?
I gotta, gotta get farther outta the zone
I need the beat for release
I can’t get it on my own
How could he say that
He loves me unconditionally,
But still put so many rules
And restrictions on me?
He told me, “No one’s gonna love you
As much as I do,
But I can’t be the man
That you need me to."
He just couldn’t hold my hand,
But he couldn’t let me go
Was afraid that I found someone
That loves me more
So he keeps me in his trap
While he walks out the gate
He knows he’s gonna come back,
He knows that it’s too late
Save me, save me,
This boy is trying to break me
I’m feeling it, I’m feeling it
I need someone to take me
DJ, play that song a little louder
I gotta, gotta get him out of my head
Gotta dance the pain away
Can’t go to sleep just yet
DJ, can’t you play a little harder?
I gotta, gotta get farther outta the zone
I need the beat for release
I need something I can dance to,
On and on, spin my world, like a record now
On and on, give me something I can dance to
Something I can count on, on and on,
Spin my world, like a record now,
On and on, I need something I can dance to
And every night I play, it let me,
Can you hear me now DJ,
Just let the music play, just let me
Just let the muic play, let the music play
I could be dancing,
I could be dancing all night,
If you'd play,
I would be dancing,
I would be doing alright,
If you'd play
I need something I can turn to,
Now and then, take me out, out now,
On and on, I need something I can turn to,
Something I can count in,
Day and night, on and on, like a record now,
Out now, I need something I can dance to
And every night I play, it let me,
Can you hear me now DJ,
Just let the music play, just let me
Just let the music play, let the music play
I could be dancing,
I could be dancing all night,
If you'd play,
I would be dancing,
I would be doing alright,
If you'd play
If you'd play,
If you'd play
I could be dancing,
I could be dancing all night,
If you'd play,
I would be dancing,
I would be doing alright (alright),
If you'd, you'd, you'd, you'd play
If you'd play (if you'd play)
I would be dancing,
I would be doing alright (alright),
If you'd play (DJ),
Just let the music play, let the music play,
Just let the music play, all night, alright,
Just let the music play, let the music play,
All night, let the music play,
All night, just let the music play,
Let the music play, alright,
Summer storms in benidorm an essax jubilee
Vicious brits with kissing lips have made a saint of
Bubble gum means nothing now that punks no longer lean
Ill make do with queues and right-wing views and
Nothing in between
Ahnds full of real me you can feel that i don't mind
I...
Don't mind
You're all i need you're everything to me
You're gonna rock to this
You're gonna rock to this
10 o'clock
Weekend, bout to head out to the garden of eden
Got my shelltoes and my kangol
Before I hit the door I got to grab my cellphone
Bout to call my boys at see what's up?
Are you rolling with the chick or what?
Meet me at the spot
I'll be the one round the back in the drop top
Dj, Give me a beat i can rock to
I want a joint you can drop to
The ceiling is caving in
The speakers is rumbling
Turn it up, bump the base
'Cause we bout to tear the roof off this place
Shake ya ass
Cheak ya glass
Put your hands up, let the track blast
This beat's so ridiculous
I think the dancefloor's about to bust
Everybody on the wall
Better press it 'cause it's about to be the last call
We aint trying to leave the club
Now let me show you how to get a crunk
Hit the floor, lock the door
It's time to go
If you came to dance, clap your hands
Ladies grab your man and
Feel the base, go uhh-uhh
All in your face go uhh-uhh
Give me a beat i can
I want a joint you can rock to
Give me a beat i can