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It's Friday night, I barely made it through this week I text my friends; put on my favourite song on repeat Time is tickin', let's get wicked Gotta hit the street, hit the street (ohuoh) There's no need to worry 'cause we're always on the list. In the club, the club In the club, the club In the club, the club In the club, the club. In the club, the club, oh-oh In the club, the club, oh-oh In the club, the club, oh-oh In the club, the club, oh-oh (In the club). In the club, (the club, oh oh) Ain't no place in this world where I would rather be (In the club, the club, oh oh) Than here with you and rock this club, that's my philosophy (In the club, the club, oh oh) You and I through the night In the club, in the club, in the club.
This 1975 album is one of the headiest in the Hungarian-born guitarist Gabor Szabo's entire catalog. This is a tough, in-your-face, funky soul-jazz band.
The Emil Nava-directed video opens in black and white with Cabello standing against a brick wall, dancing through the fog and soaking in a tub, a tear streaming down her face as she sings lines about a broken heart over mournful cellos. Why did you leave me here to burn/ I'm way too young to feel this hurt/ I.
Every man wants to be a macho man To have the kind of body always in demand Joggin' in the mornings, go man go Workouts in the health spa, muscles grow You can best believe me He's a macho man Glad he took you down with anyone you can Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Macho, macho man I gotta be a macho man Macho macho man I gotta be a macho. Macho, macho man I gotta be a macho man Macho macho man I gotta be a macho
Album: Crying in the Club. Heyo! SONGLYRICS just got interactive. You think that you'll die without him You know that's a lie that you tell yourself You fear that you lay alone forever now It ain't true, ain't true, ain't true, no. So put your arms around me tonight Let the music lift you up like you've never been so high Open up your heart to me Let the music lift you up like you've never been this free 'Til you feel the sunrise Let the music warm your body like the heat of a thousand fires The heat of a thousand fires.