Hey Mister D.J. put a record on
I wanna dance with my baby
And when the music starts
I never wanna stop
It's gonna drive me crazy
We slip and slide as we fall in love
And I just cant seem to get enough
Music makes the people come together
Music makes the bourgeoisie and the rebels
Think of yesterday and I don't look at the clock
I like to boogie-woogie
It's like ridin' on the wind
And it never goes away
Touches everything I'm in
Got to have it every day
Its getting hotter, its our burning love
And I just cant seem to get enough
Music makes the people come together
Music makes the bourgeoisie and the rebels
I just cant seem to get enough
I just cant seem to get enough
I just cant seem to get enough
I just cant seem to get enough
I just cant seem to get enough
I just cant seem to get enough
I just cant seem to get enough
I just cant seem to get enough
I just cant seem to get enough
I just cant seem to get enough
I just cant seem to get enough
I just cant seem to get enough
Hey Mister D.J. put a record on
I just cant seem to get enough
I just cant seem to get enough
And when the music starts
I never wanna stop
I just cant seem to get enough
I just cant seem to get enough
Youre like an angel and you give me your love
And I just cant seem to get enough
Music makes the people come together
Music makes the bourgeoisie and the rebels
I just cant seem to get enough…
I just cant seem to get enough…
Music…
Querido, ahi le dejé un premio en mi blog ;)
ReplyDeleteSaludines.
Chilanga,
ReplyDeleteUn honor tu reconocimiento.
Cuídate.
¡Salu2!