Music

Music
Hey Mr DJ, put a record on
I wanna dance with my baby
When the music's hot I never wanna stop
It's gonna drive me crazy

Music
Makes the people come together
Music
Makes the bourgeoisie and the rebel
Don't think of yesterday and I don't look at the clock
I like to boogie-woogie
It's like riding on the wind and it never goes away
It's in everything I'm in, got to have it everyday
Music
Makes the people come together
Music
Makes the bourgeoisie and the rebel
Hey Mr DJ, put a record on
I wanna dance with my baby
When the music starts I never wanna stop
It's gonna drive me crazy, ah, ah, ah
Music
Makes the people come together
Music
Makes the bourgeoisie and the rebel
Music
Makes the people come together
Music
Makes the bourgeoisie and the rebel