Из альбома: Buzz
Stomp
Stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp,
Stomp all night now.
Thank god for the weekend,
Now is the time,
For feeling all right,
Come and taste the spice of life.
Tonight nothing matters,
Come and feel the groove,
Let it into you,
You know what you gotta do.
Every Friday when my work is done, I,
I get my party on,
I call a few friends of mine,
Make sure I'm looking fine,
I know we're gonna have a real good time, yeah.
Everybody clap your hands,
Get up and dance,
We're gonna stomp all night now.
Everybody Move your feet,
Get up and feel the beat,
We're gonna stomp all night now.
All I need is the music,
To get me high,
Feeling so alive,
Leaving all my cares behind.
Keep doing your own thing,
And I'll be doing mine,
Dancing through the night,
This is where I feel all right.
Every Friday when my work is done, I,
I get my party on,
I call a few friends of mine,
Make sure I'm looking fine,
I know we're gonna have a real good time, yeah.
Everybody clap your hands,
Get up and dance,
We're gonna stomp all night now.
Everybody move your feet,
Get up and feel the beat,
We're gonna stomp all night now.
Thank god for the weekend,
'Cos now is the time,
All I need is the music,
To get me high.
Everybody, everybody.
We're gonna, we're gonna,
Stomp all night now.
Everybody clap your hands,
Get up and dance,
We're gonna stomp all night.
Everybody, we're gonna stomp all night,
Everybody, and it feels all right.