The weekend starts in many ways,
The DJ spins, the record plays.
The strobe lights is blinding,
The doormen are watching us.
The DJ spins, the record plays.
The strobe lights is blinding,
The doormen are watching us.
We're all beat up for a night out on the town,
Tonight, your coming up,
Tomorrow, you're coming down.
The weekend starts here,
'Cause we are all off our face.
The party to choose,
will arise when you want to,
Rock the dance floor!
You won't sleep tonight,
And now the bounce is right.
The party to choose,
will arise when you want to,
Rock the dance floor!
Keep me up all night,
And now the bounce is right.
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