the lights that move sideways and up and down
the beat takes you over and spins you round
our hearts steady-beting, the sweat turns to cold
we’re slaves to the DJ and out of control
we’ve got nowhere to go, we’ve got nothing to prove
instead of dancing alone, i should be dancing with you
this song is turning me on, the beat is doing me in
or maybe it’s only you, but either way, lets begin






