Monday, June 16, 2008

Dancer

Singer: Queen
Written by: Brian May
Album: Hot Space

I'm not invited to the party, been sitting here all night
I'm all alone in the party, I don't feel alright
Ain't got no black coat, ain't got no tie
I gotta shape up now, come on baby, you gotta know why

Come on - take off
Dancer, dancer - I can't live with it, I'm gonna die without it
Dancer, dancer - Ain't no doubt about it
Dancer, dancer - Why don't you kick off your dancing shoes and come and ride with me?
Cool

You're the life and soul of the func-tion
It took me all night, to get hold of the right introduction, blew me outta sight
I taste your lipstick, I look in your eyes, you feel fantastic
My body cries, that's what I say

Dancer, dancer - I can't live with it, I'm gonna die without it
Dancer, dancer - Ain't no doubt about it
Dancer, dancer - Why don't you kick off your dancing shoes and come along with me?
Hot space, let's go!

Dancer, dancer - Oh, I can't believe you're dancing
Dancer, dancer - Can't take you home, I gotta take you dancing
Dancer, dancer - Bring on the funk and dance the night away
Dancer, dancer - You've gotta boogie

Guten morgen, Sie wunschten, geweckt zu werden

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