I"m home, lost my job, and incurably ill
You think this is easy, realism
I"ve got a girl out there, I suppose
I think she"s dancing
Feel like Dan Dare lies down
I think she"s dancing, what do I know?
I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can"t turn around no, can"t turn around, no, oh, ooh
I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can"t turn around no, can"t turn around, no, oh no
I am a D.J., I am what I play
I got believers (kiss-kiss)Believing me, oh
One more, weekend, of lights and evening faces
Fast foo
