I got a fever in my bones, it burns when the night is young
Don’t care if you hate it now, when I say “just come on”
The radio plays our anthem, the city breathes the sound
We’ll ride the wave, we’ll ride the night until the dawn comes ‘round
Feelin’ fever in the air, electric under neon skies
I put the needle in the haystack, now the groove is alive

Burn, baby, burn (feel the fever)
When I say “just come on”
Drop it like it’s a riot, feel the heartbeat strong
Burn, baby, burn (this is freedom)
When I say “just come on”
Drop it like it’s a riot, let the night carry on

No money in my pocket, no gasoline in my tank
But that ain’t gonna stop us dancing, we’re alive and we give thanks
Feel the rhythm in the dark, catch the shadow in our soul
We’ll light the fire, we’ll set the night, until we both feel whole
Fever rising in our veins, the synths are calling loud
I put the needle in the haystack, now together we’re proud

Burn, baby, burn (feel the fever)
When I say “just come on”
Drop it like it’s a riot, feel the heartbeat strong
Burn, baby, burn (this is freedom)
When I say “just come on”
Drop it like it’s a riot, let the night carry on

Raise your hands, let the stars align
Fever burning, and we’re crossing time
Warm lights dancing in our eyes
This golden moment, we finally rise

Burn, baby, burn (fever in our bones)
When I say “just come on”
Drop it like it’s a riot, feel the heartbeat strong
Burn, baby, burn (feel the fever)
When I say “just come on”
Drop it like it’s a riot, we’ll keep dancing until the dawn
Drop it like it’s a riot
Feel the fever, ride the night

Burn, baby, burn  (Retro SynthPop reload)

Heat in the crowd, flash in the glass,
Every beat says don’t let it pass.
You move like danger dressed in sin,
I play to lose, you play to win.

Hands up, heart wild,
Feel the tension get compiled.
One more look, you’re hypnotized,
Your body tells me otherwise.

I know you want my body oh oh oh,
Feel it rising, don’t say no.
I know you want my body oh oh oh,
Let the rhythm take control.
Touch me harder, move in slow,
We both know where this will go.
I know you want my body,
Just say it with your soul.

Sweat and smoke, we lose the floor,
Pulse inside the speaker’s core.
Every drop pulls us apart,
Every rise resets the heart.

No escape, we’re synchronized,
Every breath electrified.
Turn me up, don’t turn away,
We live the night, the rest can wait.

I know you want my body oh oh oh,
Lights explode, the tempo slow.
I know you want my body oh oh oh,
We don’t stop, we overflow.
Touch me harder, move in slow,
We both know where this will go.
I know you want my body,
Just say it with your soul.

I play to lose, you play to win.
I play to lose, you play to win.
I play to lose, you play to win.
I play to lose, you play to win.

I know you want my body oh oh oh,
Lights explode, the tempo slow.
I know you want my body oh oh oh,
We don’t stop, we overflow.
Touch me harder, move in slow,
We both know where this will go.
I know you want my body,
Just say it with your soul.

I know you want my body (Britpop reload)

Midnight radar buzzes, your heartbeat in time
I’m closing in, your thrill I’ll prime

High heels and smoke, you strut in the lights
Your smirk’s the warning sign before the fight
The pulse of the club, the trap is alive
You flirt with danger and you gamble the dive
I wear the hunter’s mask, grin wide, watching you roam
Tonight’s my feast, your fear becomes my throne

Flash the spotlight, you’re blinking in my prey game
I taste the victory, you’re screaming my name

I hunt my love, you don’t know you’re the prize
In the electric shadows, I mesmerize
I hunt my love, your pulse sings in the dark
In this ironic dance, I ignite your spark

Velvet rope holds you captive in the spin
Your laughter flickers, my grin begins
Heartbeat syncs to the bass drop’s roar
You try to escape but you’re craving more
I own the thrill ride, you’re leaving trails in the night
Caught in my net of lights, you’re mine for the bite

Flash the spotlight, you’re blinking in my prey game
I taste the victory, you’re screaming my name

I hunt my love, you don’t know you’re the prize
In the electric shadows, I mesmerize
I hunt my love, your pulse sings in the dark
In this ironic dance, I ignite your spark

Mirror cracks when we collide in the chase
You’re the wild beast and the hunted in one face
Turn the tables, but the hunter stays the same
In the game of love, I win and you scream my name

I hunt my love, you’re the tremor in the beat
Underground pulsation where our shadows meet
I hunt my love, this carnival of gleam
Your surrender glows in my silver screen dream
I hunt my love, the trophy, the thrill, the bite
In the chaos of the night, I claim you in the light

I hunt my love (Retro Rock reload)

Lanterns flicker in the cosmic night,
On our moons we raise a wild delight.

Ice crystals drifting ‘cross the void of space,
We light our lanterns on Europa’s quiet face.
Rings of Callisto singing under distant skies,
On the moons we dance, and we feel our lives arise.
From Ganymede to Io, the stars align our song,
Our boots are stomping in zero-G so strong.
Alien lights around us shimmering bold,
In these moons of Jupiter our story’s told.

Christmas on the moons of Jupiter, hearts in flight,
Under alien stars we gather in the light.
From Io to Ganymede we raise our song so high,
Christmas on the moons of Jupiter, we all belong.

Zero-G snowflakes dancing round our frozen frame,
We hold each other close though worlds will never be the same.
Auroras paint our roof with emerald and gold,
On the moons we build tomorrow, both brave and bold.
Distance to Earth forgotten, we spread the love we’ve found,
In habitats on moons where our dreams are unbound.
The moons carry our laughter, our voices ring like bells,
In this cosmic masquerade where magic swells.

Christmas on the moons of Jupiter, hearts in flight,
Under alien stars we gather in the light.
From Io to Ganymede we raise our song so high,
Christmas on the moons of Jupiter, we all belong.

Hear the cosmic sleighbells ringing in the nebula glow,
Encased in our habitats we feel the warmth below.
On these moons we craft our future, our forever ground,
In the wild glitter of space-around, our paradise is found.

Christmas on the moons of Jupiter, hearts in flight,
Under alien stars we gather in the light.
From Io to Ganymede we raise our song so high,
Christmas on the moons of Jupiter, we all belong.

Lanterns fade into starlight, the party carries on,
On the moons of Jupiter till the new dawn.

Christmas on the moons of Jupiter (Glam Rock reload)

Cher ami vous vous méprenez
Vous allez m´indisposer
Vous allez, vous allez, m´agacer
Accepteriez-vous de danser
Avec moi ce soir
Quelques menuets
Vous feriez mieux de me laisser
Vous allez finir par me lasser
Vous m´agacez, m´indisposez
Jeune freluquet ...

Arnold Turboust & Zabou - Adélaïde (re disco ver ''Mademoiselle'' French Aristo Pop Mix) back to 88

Cinematic 80s

Crossing the soirée alone again tonight
With my naïve courage fading at the door
Your silhouette stays vivid like a soft mirage
My quiet façade trembling under the bass
I rehearse a bon courage inside my chest
Words feel too fragile for your gentle prestige

I crave the courage to face my reflection
But timidity guards me like a sentry
I want dignity even in my defeat
While victory whispers your quiet smile
I weigh every fragile chance I could take
Unsure which step keeps me from collapse

Walking a tight rope woven from fragile hope
Calling for rescue inside this trembling, trembling, trembling rhythm

If you stay near
I might break the silence around my heart
If you stay near
I’ll trust the fragile spark we carry

Soft steps fail me
Nerves betray me
Shadows chase me
Soft steps fail me
Nerves betray me
Shadows chase me
I feel the pressure rising
Feeding the enemy inside
The quiet critic in my chest
Tearing the courage I gathered

If you stay near
I might break the silence around my heart
If you stay near
I’ll trust the fragile spark we carry
If you stay near
I might break the silence around my heart
If you stay near
I’ll trust the fragile spark we carry

Gentle regret stays
Like a fragile souvenir I can’t discard
Hope drifts but returns
Circles complete now

Walking a tight rope woven from fragile hope
Calling for rescue inside this trembling, trembling, trembling rhythm
Walking a tight rope woven from fragile hope
Calling for rescue inside this trembling, trembling, trembling rhythm
Walking a tight rope woven from fragile hope
Calling for rescue inside this trembling, trembling, trembling rhythm

If you stay near
I might break the silence around my heart
If you stay near
I’ll trust the fragile spark we carry
If you stay near
I might break the silence around my heart
If you stay near
I’ll trust the fragile spark we carry
If you stay near
I might break the silence around my heart
If you stay near
I’ll trust the fragile spark we carry

Paper âme stories

I’m gone
Falling again
I’m gone
Falling again

I’m gone
Falling again
I’m gone
Falling again

Do you know that ache I
I feel
Can you
I feel
Can you sense, sense, sense
I feel
Can you

Do you know that ache I
I feel
Can you
I feel
Can you sense, sense, sense
I feel
Can you

I feel something
Can you feel it?
I feel something
Can you feel it?

I’m gone
(softer breath)
Falling again
(through the décor)
I’m gone
(trembling sigh)
Falling again
(through the décor)

My heart spills at the café
Can you
Tears blur the vieux décor
Can you
A naïve confession rising
Can you feel, feel, feel
Can you

I feel something
Can you feel it?
I feel something
Can you feel it?

I’m gone
I’m gone
I’m gone
I’m gone
I’m gone
I’m gone
I’m gone
I’m gone
I’m gone
I’m gone
I’m gone
I’m gone
I’m gone
I’m gone
I’m gone
I’m gone
I’m gone
I’m gone
I’m gone
I’m gone

I’m gone

Silky steps echo down rue des Archives
You move like a rétro dream in reprise
Streetlights bending around your silhouette
A quiet disco-breath I can’t forget
We drift beside old cafés still glowing
Your smile feels like a secret unfolding
Paris keeps the seventies never going away

Closer, you whisper mon amour in the dark
And every color slides around your spark

What you doin' on your feet? Hey
What you doin' on your feet? Hey
You should be dancing, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dancing, yeah
What you doin' on your feet?
What you doin' on your feet? Hey, hey, hey
You should be dancing, yeah, yeah, yeah

Spin me through le rêve électrique
Silver walls dancing in rythme mystique
Your touch loops like an old club refrain
We float, poids léger, beyond any chain
Paris shines through us again and again

Cassette tones sliding across the Seine
Your perfume drifting like old vinyl grain
You laugh, and Montmartre turns gold around us
Taxi radios playing deep disco-plus
We chase reflections in each arcade window
Your fingers trace le tempo très slow
Night after night, Paris keeps the old glow

You pull me back with a quiet “viens”
And everything starts over again

What you doin' on your feet? Hey
What you doin' on your feet? Hey
You should be dancing, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dancing, yeah
What you doin' on your feet?
What you doin' on your feet? Hey, hey, hey
You should be dancing, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dancing, Dancing, Dancing, Dancing, Dancing
Dancing

What you doin' on your feet ?

Sunlight jumps over the vieux port stones
Warm breeze carries the smell of citron
Pastis glows softly on the café tables
Voices rising mixed with the sea foam
Lazy smiles drifting through the alleys
Feet tapping gently in the bright noon heat
Marseille moves slow and sweet today

Oh lala
Oh lala
Oh lala

Waves shimmer gold in the southern calm
Boats rock lightly like a summer lullaby
Friends laugh loud under the open sky
Nothing pulls the moments away today

Oh lala
Oh lala
Oh lala
Well baby

Music spilling out of a blue door bar
People swaying carefree on the warm stones
Cold drinks shining under the clear sun
Marseille sings its easy rhythm again

Oh lala
Oh lala
Oh lala
Oh lala
Oh lala
Oh lala

Marseille, Oh lala

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Where is the purpose in your life
Where is the truth
Do you remember your hopes Your dreams
They are no longer your own
This day is for living your own life
Don't let this world capture your heart
Your passion lost to a thousand themes
Surrendered to the screen
This is not a story
This is not a book this is your life
And this is not a play
Some TV show you've seen
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