ENG:

Who’s that?

Who’s that funky lady on the dancefloor?
Who's that funky lady bustin moves?
Who’s that funky lady on the dancefloor?
Who's that funky lady bustin moves?

Did she come with you?
Did she come with you?
If she’s all alone, then I gotta make a move.
Which is role play
Gotta get a name and a number.
Perhaps she shares my dirty nasty thoughts.
I've got to see what's underneath the mattress.
I've got to get those sexy long legs in the air.
Chorus:
Who’s that funky lady on the dancefloor?
Who's that funky lady bustin moves?
I gotta make a move
X4
Did she come with you?
Did she come with you?
If she's all alone, yeah, I gotta make a move.
I've got to see her playing without her makeup.
I've got to have her in my bed tonight.
That's my lady, we just role playin’
That's my wife, we just role playin’
That's my lady, we just role playin’.
That's my wife.
Who’s that funky lady on the dancefloor? Who's that funky lady bustin moves?
If she's all alone, yeah, I gotta make a move. If she's all alone, yeah, I gotta make a move. I gotta make a move.
(Chorus).
Yeah, dance dance dance dance for me girl, do that dance.
(Chorus).
I gotta make a move. I gotta make a move. I gotta make a move.
Did she come with you?
That's my lady, we just role playin’.
That's my wife, we just role playin’.
That's my lady, we just role playin’.
That's my wife.

FR:

Qui est-ce?
Qui est cette femme funky sur la piste de danse ?
Qui est cette femme funky qui fait des mouvements ?
Qui est cette femme funky sur la piste de danse ?
Qui est cette femme funky qui fait des mouvements ?
Est-elle venue avec toi ?
Est-elle venue avec toi ?
Si elle est toute seule, alors je dois faire un pas.
C’est un jeu de rôle
Je dois obtenir un nom et un numéro.
Peut-être partage-t-elle mes pensées sales et perverses.
Je dois voir ce qui se cache sous le matelas.
Je dois voir ces longues jambes sexy en l’air.
(Refrain) :
Qui est cette femme funky sur la piste de danse ?
Qui est cette femme funky qui fait des mouvements ?
Je dois faire un pas
X4
Est-elle venue avec toi ?
Est-elle venue avec toi ?
Si elle est toute seule, ouais, je dois faire un pas.
Je dois la voir sans son maquillage.
Je dois l’avoir dans mon lit ce soir.
C’est ma femme, nous jouons juste un rôle.
C’est ma femme, nous jouons juste un rôle.
C’est ma femme, nous jouons juste un rôle.
C’est ma femme.
Qui est cette femme funky sur la piste de danse ? Qui est cette femme funky qui fait des mouvements ?
Si elle est toute seule, ouais, je dois faire un pas. Si elle est toute seule, ouais, je dois faire un pas. Je dois faire un pas.
(Refrain)
Ouais, danse, danse, danse, danse pour moi, fille, fais cette danse.
(Refrain)
Je dois faire un pas. Je dois faire un pas. Je dois faire un pas.
Est-elle venue avec toi ?
C’est ma femme, nous jouons juste un rôle.
C’est ma femme, nous jouons juste un rôle.
C’est ma femme, nous jouons juste un rôle.
C’est ma femme.

BR:
samba que nurerê, samba que nurará
você é tão bonita que o samba vai te encontrar
samba que nurerê, samba que nurará
você é tão bonita que o samba vai te levar
zum zum zum zum Jussara vem sambar
zum zum zum zum Jussara vem sambar

ENG:
the samba nourishing is and will nourish
you're so beautiful that the samba will find you
the samba nourishing is and will nourish
you're so beautiful that the samba will carry you away
zum zum zum Jussara come samba
zum zum zum Jussara come samba

Come on darling,
Leave the door open,
Cos I am coming home to you.I miss those faces,
Familiar places,
I am coming home to you.I'll come to my senses,
Stop asking questions,
I am coming home to you.I hear you say it but,
Come what may,
I am coming home to you.How long we been waiting,
Like strangers without saying,
Anything that sounds like the truth.Give up that fight and,
Hold it to the light and,
It leads me back to you.There’s a light at the back door,
I can't wait anymore,
Ooh I'm coming home to you.Come on darling,
Leave the door open,
Cos I am coming home to you.

Pick up your passport,
And meet me at the station,
There’s no time to waste,
I'm sick and tired of waiting.Let’s go,
Anywhere you wanna go.Pack up your suitcase,
And walk out of the door,
I want to feel the sun on my back and,
I'm not waiting anymore.Let’s go,
Anywhere you wanna go.Cos I wanna get out of here,
I wanna get out of here.Let’s go,
Anywhere you wanna go.Cos I wanna get out of here,
I wanna get out of here.

Verse:
I will love floating close to the sky
You see
Swimming in the colors purify
Be free

Chorus :
I'm going for a walk, round and around without worries
About anything
Cause I know where I am going
Head in the cloud
I get up and I leave the ground

Verse:
Feel alive and dancing with the wind
Today
I would love my dreams to become real
To stay

Chorus : x2

Verse:
I’m going for a walk, round and around without worries
About anything
Cause I know where I going
Head in the cloud
I get up and I leave the ground

I was a rock but I've come so far,
From tumbling between the infinite stars,
But oh oh, but no more.

Yeah 'cause time tore the flesh away from the bone,
I was a rock but now I'm a stone,
But I know there’s more.

Yeah I'm made from the mud,
I came from the clay,
The centuries silently sliding away.

Yeah I was a rock but I've come so far,
From tumbling between the infinite stars.

La, la, oh,
Yeah I'm made from the mud,
I came from the clay,
The centuries silently sliding away.

Yeah I was a rock but the dust I've become,
Is just part of the great imperceptible hum,
Yeah I, I'm no more.

Golden was the bird I knew,
Sang a song so free then flew,
And they won't come back,
Can't come back.

Golden was the bird long gone,
Sang a little while, flew on,
And they won't come back,
Can't come back.

Yeah, I woke one morning, long time gone,
A magpie’d come to steal away my song,
Was up against the window yeah tapping on the pane,
But it couldn't get in, no, kept calling my name.

Golden was the bird,
And they won't come back.

I'm a working man,
And I've got working hands,
And I've worked the land for ages, hmm.

But the toll this life has taken,
Is a back that’s always aching,
And if my scars could tell their tales,
It'd take a long, long time,
You'd hear about broken bones and splinters.

Yeah, tankard ales and long dark winters,
A laureate who’s not worried at the rhyme.

Oh but when the rain comes down,
I stop the rain from falling on the ground.

I'm a working man,
And I've got working hands,
I've worked the land for ages, hmm,
For ages, hmm.