I have news, good news from Notting Hill. The consignment of white gold has arrived for Mr. Anderson. . In the rain, in the fall. In the mud, in the hall.
'Cause I've been sitting back, no chance of falling, hoping that nothing ever blows (no, no). Boy, did you ever think that loving would be nothing more than walking me home? (no, no).
Disco dancing with the lights down low. Beats are pumping on my stereo. Neighbor's banging on the bathroom wall. He's saying 'Crank the bass, I gotta get some more'.
Disco dancing with the lights down low. Beats are pumping on my stereo. Neighbor's banging on the bathroom wall. He's saying 'Crank the bass, I gotta get some more'.
I've got to heat it up. Doctor, got to heat it up. I've got till 3 o'clock. I've got to rock until you drop. . Till you drop, something, ahh. . Something kinda, ooooh.
I've got to heat it up. Doctor, got to heat it up. I've got till 3 o'clock. I've got to rock until you drop. . Till you drop, something, ahh. . Something kinda, ooooh.
Baby, baby, won't you give me a chance. I know you're watching and I just can't dance. Well honey, honey, won't you give me a clue. I'm tired of hanging by the DJ box pretending that I'm cool.
This is the rhythm of summer nights. Two bodies dancing. Until the morning light. Our favorite DJ. He's playing our favorite songs. Summer nights (2x).