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Alabama 3

U Don't Dans 2 Tekno

 

U Don't Dans 2 Tekno

(альбом: Exile On Coldharbour Lane - 1997)


Last train to Mashville, girl, you got on board
Packed up your medicines, left without a word
Now you're strung out in Suburbia, waiting for that call
You just chill out by yourself behind your front door

You lost the plot again, where you are now ain't clear
It's a misty morning memory, the road that took you here
Your special K keeps the chills away with your needle and your spoon
Staring at the wall, sharing your score with no one

And you don't dance to techno anymore
I don't see you under the strobe light on the dance floor
It's been a while since I saw you ultraviolet smile
And you don't dance to techno anymore

Take it away

Being a lover man and a DJ, lots-a girls come down the front when I'm on the one's and two's. There was this one particular girl though, she was so beautiful, she used to knock my eyes out every damn time. One night, she took this funny little heart-shaped pill and just died, right there in front of me. Now she don't dance to techno anymore

You don't dance to techno anymore
You don't dance to techno anymore
You don't dance to techno, so sad since you let go
You don't dance to techno anymore

Yeah, I tell you girl

The 808 and the 303 ain't the friends that they used to be
You got no time for sweet 909
You said goodbye to Chicago
Detroit city, Lord you let her go
And there ain't no guest list at the borderline

All the people sing

And you don't dance to techno anymore
I don't see you under the strobe light on the dance floor
It's been a while since I saw you ultraviolet smile
And you don't dance to techno anymore

You don't dance to techno anymore
You don't dance to techno anymore
You don't dance to techno, so sad since you let go
You don't dance to techno anymore

You don't dance to techno
Hip-hop or electro
You don't dacne to techno anymore
You don't dance to techno anymore

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