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DISCOTHEQUE

Discotheque(DM Deep Extended Club Mix)

Discotheque
(DM Deep Extended Club Mix)

You can reach
But you can't grab it
You can hold it, control it
No, you can't bag it

You can push
But you can't direct it
Circulate, regulate, oh no
You cannot connect it

You know you're chewing bubblegum
You know what that is
But you still want some
You just can't get enough
Of that lovie dovie stuff

You get confused
But you know it
Yeah, you hurt for, you work for a lover
You don't always show it

Let's go
Let's go
Discotheque

Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Discotheque

You want to be the one
But you know you're someone else instead
You want to be the song
Be the song that you're hearing, yeah

Love...
(Heaven in your heart)
(You want heaven in your heart)
Love...
(You want heaven in your heart)
(You want heaven in your heart)
(You want heaven in your heart)
Love...

It's not a trick
'Cause you can't learn it
It's the way you don't pay, that's okay
'Cause you can't earn it

You know you're chewing bubblegum
You know what that is
But you still want some
You just can't get enough
Of that lovie dovie stuff

Let's go
Let's go
Discotheque

Go go
Go go
Discotheque

Love...

Go go
Discotheque

You're looking for the one
But you know you're somewhere else instead
You want to be the song
Be the song that you hear in your head

Love...

But you take what you can get
'Cause it's all that you can find
But you know there's something more
Tonight, tonight, tonight

And oh my...how so...

I...I can't get
I can't...not enough
I can't get in
I can't...not enough
I can't get in
I can't...not enough
Not enough
I can't...I can't...I
I can't get in...not...not

Love...


Discotheque
(Hexidecimal Mix)

You can reach
But you can't grab it
You can hold it, control it
No, you can't bag it

You can push
(You can push)
But you can't direct it
(But you can't direct it)
Circulate, regulate, oh no
You can't connect it
(You cannot connect it)

You know you're chewing bubblegum
You know what that is
But you still want some
You just can't get enough
Of that lovie dovie stuff

Let's go
Let's go
Discotheque

Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Discotheque

You get confused
But you love it
Yeah, you hurt for it, work for it, love
You don't always show it

You want to be the one
But you know you're someone else instead
You want to be the song
Be the songs you're hearing, yeah

Let's go
Let's go
Discotheque

Go go
Go go
Discotheque
(Discotheque)

Love...

Love...(Discotheque)

Love...(Discotheque)

(You want heaven in your heart)
(Heaven in your heart)

But you take what you can get
'Cause it's all that you can find
But you know there's something more
Tonight, tonight, tonight

Ha...ha...
Ha...ha...
Ha...ha...
Ha...

(Boom) (Boom)
[Repeat 8 times]

Let's go
Let's go
Discotheque

Go go
Go go
Discotheque

Love...

Love...

Love...(Discotheque)

Love...(Discotheque)

Love...


Discotheque

You can reach
But you can't grab it
You can hold it, control it
No, you can't bag it

You can push
But you can't direct it Circulate, regulate, oh no
You cannot connect it

You know you're chewing bubblegum
You know what that is
But you still want some
You just can't get enough
Of that lovie dovie stuff

You get confused
But you know it
Yeah, you hurt for it, work for it, love
You don't always show it

Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Discotheque

Let's go
Let's go
Discotheque

You're looking for the one
But you know you're somewhere else instead
You want to be the song
Be the song that you hear in your head

Love...Love...
Love...Love...
Love...

It's not a trick
'Cause you can't learn it
It's the way you don't pay, that's okay
'Cause you can't earn it

You know you're chewing bubblegum
You know what that is
But you still want some
You just can't get enough
Of that lovie dovie stuff

Let's go
Let's go
Discotheque

Go go
Go go
Discotheque

You're looking for the one
But you know you're somewhere else instead
You want to be the song
Be the song that you hear in your head

Love...
(You want heaven in your heart)
(Heaven in your heart)
(The sun, the moon, and the stars)

But you take what you can get
'Cause it's all that you can find
But you know there's something more
Tonight, tonight, tonight

Ha...ha...
Ha...ha...
Ha...ha...
Ha...


Holy Joe
(Guilty Mix)

I...
I'm a humble guy
No, really I try
Though it's hard sometimes

True...
I'm hard working too
Working it up to get to see you
Shame, shame
Make shampoo

Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Be good to me

Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Be good to me

Here it comes
Here it comes
Holy Joe

Please...
Don't make me say please
Champagne and ice cream
It's not what I want, it's what I need

Precocious
Just a little precocious
Expialadocious
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Devotion
And some appreciation
Little heavy rotation
Looks good on me

You know it's not hard
If you think of a lot harder, oh, yeah
Just wanted a moment
To last a little longer, oh, yeah

Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Be good to me

Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Be good to me

Here it comes
Here it comes
Holy Joe

(Having the best time of anybody's life)
(Closer than ever to everybody's wife)

Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Be good to me

Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Be good to me

Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Be good to me

Come on, come on
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Be good

Here it comes
Here it comes
Holy Joe


Discotheque
(Howie B, Hairy B Mix)

Heaven...heaven
You want heaven
Heaven in your heart

Heaven...heaven
You want heaven
Heaven in your heart

Heaven in your heart

Heaven...heaven
You want heaven
The sun, the moon, and the stars

Heaven...heaven...heaven...

Slave to the wet nurse
Never give her hers
Slave to the creature
The great teacher
Slave to the now
Slave to sound
Slave to the homes
Say baby home bottom

Slave to time
Slave to dime
Slave to chocolate
Slave to the apocalypse
Slave to talking
Slave to bow
Slave to the one
And a make at home gun

Slave with religion
Slave with recession
Slave to get out
Or go fishing
Slave to the brother
Slave to the wife
Slave to the Polish
And the polacks

Slave to heather
I'll slave to honey
Slave to the things
You can't buy with money
Slave to truth
Slave to tooth
Slave to the ground
On your sweet youth

Slave to momentum
Moving on a fake talk
Eat your bitter
Like it on momento
Slave to sugar
Slave to sweetness
Slave to...
Incompleteness

Slave to the suck and
Flow of the tide
Slave to the mouth
Open wide
Slave to coke
I slave to cola
Slave to the heavy burden
Tree cola

Slave to religion
I'll slave to Rome
Slave to the daughter
Returning home
Slave to Friday
Slave to Sunday
Slave to swallow
All of Monday

Slave to the back
To welcome in the bones
Slave to the whispers
And moans
Slave to the rhythm
Losing control
Slave to wine
Wanting it all...

Big...big black
Big...big black
Hole
Big...big black
Hole
Big...big black
Hole

Big black
Big black
Hole
Big black
Hole
Big black
Hole, God, big hole
Big black
Hole, hey, big hole
Big black
Big black
Hole
Big...