Übersetzung: Richard, enorme. Music Box Dancer.
Michael Alex: I feel so unsure, As I take your hand, and lead you to the dance floor. As the music dies (as the music dies), There's something in your
-ar-ar If you keep talking that Blah blah blah blah blah Boy come on get your rocks off Come put a little love in my glove box I wanna dance with no
beat grabs a hold of your soul So she nods her head And she snaps her fingers She has it in her Taps her feet to the speaker box She doesn't dance but
: Back on my day shift, I got my tools and my lunch box I'm on my grind, full time, but I never punch clocks I'm more than muscle, not a dumb jock, no
succeeded, listen Now they watch when they spot every V I sit in (eert) Let me stick to the plot (plot) since a kid I would watch (and what) My favorite channel was the music video box
: (Music: Thomas Kirschler) (Lyrics: AdMeyer) Sometimes there's a light in the dark of the night With the morning still lightyears away Just like magic
: [Lyrics: Alan Duffy / Music: Steven Wilson] The butterfly sailed on the breeze Past a field of barbed wire trees Where golden dragons chased around
the songs, And just dance to the music instead. It's only juke box music, Only juke box music. It's only music, Only juke box music, Only juke box music
say the least. A boom box can change the world, But you gotta know your limits with a boom box. And this was a cautionary tale, A BOOM BOX IS NOT A
priority is to find a chicitita and dem want fi rock it all night to the beat ya When the sound a play dem want fi dance Off dem feet ya - Dance off dem
creme, strawberry creme Strawberry creme champagne's her last name [Warcloud:] Liqourice and ice cream, chocolate chip cookies She moves like the enchantress, vixens and belly dancers
such an eruption Sound is my remedy feeding me energy Music is all I need. Baby, I just wanna dance I don't really care I just wanna dance I don't
couldn't make it right But that body feel way too soft If she leave it up, the dam gon' set it off Baby, we can make love music Let's blow this box
fucked around and started smoking D Every rap I ever made was about this town I made 7 whole albums with no James Brown And even though I love his music
(My music box) (My music box) 'Cause when the lights are off, I see the girls asleep (My music box) I hear my music box, playing a song for me (My music box
're dumb to think I'd let you be Scott free without some pain from me I heard your song and took a chance But to your music I can't dance Go tell your
Box in your hand and you bringing the music of the - Wu-Tang Clan And you hear Ironman on your - radio rapping Your feet start the dancing and your -