Hey, Mr. DJ, put a record on, I wanna dance with my baby

And when the music starts, I never wanna stop, you know it drives me crazy

Music makes the people come together

Music makes the bourgeoisie unravel

Music

Don't think of yesterday and I don't look at the clock, I like to both be walking

It's like riding on the wind and it never goes away, watches everything I'm in, got to have it every day

Music makes the people come together, yeah

Music makes the bourgeoisie unravel, yeah

Music makes the people come together

Music makes the people come together

Music makes the people come together

Music makes the bourgeoisie unravel, yeah

Music

Music

Music makes the people come together

Music makes the bourgeoisie unravel

Music

Music