: (H.W.Casey / R.Finch) AahEverybody, get on the floor, let's dance! Don't fight your feelings, give yourself a chance! Shake shake shake, shake shake
: (B.Bryant - B.Miller - A.Peebler) I can't stand the rain, against my window Bringing back, sweet memories I can't stand the rain, against my window
: (P.Cowley - S.James) There is something I wanna ask you There is something that I want to know. And to this question you have the answer So tell
: (K.Young / C.Jankel) I hold you I touch you In a maze can't find my way I think you I drink you I'm being served you on a tray. You see girl that
: (M.Birts - N.Martinelli - T.Price) Yeah you wanna know Act just like Act just like you know Whoa you just aughta know Yeah When your feeling down
: (A.Adrienne - M.Barry) Oh baby it's been so long I've waited so long and now that I have you I want you to come come come come into my arms oh
: (S.Robinson) Can't stop me now hear what I say My feet wanna move so get out my way I'm gonna have my say I'm going to every discotheque I'm gonna
: (A.Ingram - L.John - S.Jolley - T.Swain) Searching for a destiny that's mine there's another place another time. Touching many hearts along the way
: (J.J.Bolden - J.Robinson) Saddle up and ride your poney sit around and you'll be lonely. Saddle up and make the dust fly sit around and you will just
: (H.W.Casey - R.Finch) Woman Take me in your arms Rock your baby Woman Take me in your arms Rock your baby. Thre's nothin' to it just say you wanna
: (L.Johnson - G.Johnson - V.Johnson - R.Temperton - Q.Jones) Steppin' out the weekends open wide Fill it up let's blast the jams and ride While we'
: (M.Leforestier/E.Wandelmer) Quel etait l?air Quel etait l?air Qui flottait sur la ville Au dessus des tuiles Dans le ciel desert Immobile Tout semblait
: (O.Cheatham / Mc C.Kevin Duane) Get down, it's saturday night. Saturday night, saturday night. Get down, it's saturday night Saturday night, saturday
: (F.Porterie-Images/Images) Tu t?eveilles, tu t?agites, tu souris Et l?espace, tout autour, s?agrandit C?est du bleu, dans le gris, le soleil apres
: (F.Porterie-Images/E.Wandelmer) Dans le secret de ton regard tranquille Des doigts poses sur une machine docile Ton reve d?enfant Prend vie sous tes
: (F.Porterie-F.Brun/E.Wandelmer) Sur la planete bleue Qui lentement s?efface De mes ecrans de bord Plus rien n?est important Dans le confort feutre
: (F.Porterie-Images/Images) J?veux rien savoir du monde qui appartient Aux «faiseurs de lendemains» Qui croient pouvoir, en regardant leurs mains
