Dirty Disco Songtext

Just a stonethrow
From being young to getting old
Can you feel it, feel it, feel it in ya bones?
Do you feel it in ya soul

Celiné on you, I hermés my dresscode (slide!)
If you lean on me know that I won't let go (yeah)
Fantasies 'bout me left you with some high hopes (high)
Murder murder murder that's just like deathrow, yeah
(Mmh, Celiné)
When the times get so hard you feel knocked down
(down down down)
All ya friends you had back then where they now? (yeah yeah)
All ya friends you had back then where they now?
Where are they now, where are they now?

Just a stonethrow
From being young to getting old
Can you feel it, feel it, feel it in ya bones? Do you feel it in ya soul

Dirty disco, dirty disco, dirty disco
She want that dirty disco, ooh yeah, dirty disco, yeah...