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• Artiste: Katalina
• Titre: DJ's Girl
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Bouncer: All right everybody, I need one line, one line I need eight dollars and a picture ID or else you're not getting in Girl: Excuse me excuse me, let me through please I'm with the DJ' I'm with the DJ, okay? Bouncer: Heh, sure you know the DJ, sure you do Everybody's on the guest list Girl: Excuse me Excuse me (excuse me, excuse me excuse me) Excuse me, excuse me, Mr. Bouncer My baby's spinnin', it's a packed dance floor My heart is pumpin', cryin' out for more The beat is heavy, any boy could be mine So move on over, I'm the DJ's girl Girl: Excuse me, let me through, please Bouncer: Eight bucks, honey. Girl: What? Eight dollars? No way. I'm on the guest list I'm with the DJ? Look, I don't have time to stand out here and talk about your little problems Like, why do you think I have these records? Do you think I dress like this for fun? Excuse me, like were you not listening to me, or what? This is way out of hand, like I'm so sure What do you mean? Check the guest list again, Mr. Bouncer-head muscle-man I'm with the DJ Bouncer: No, I don't think so, baby, I'm the man. You're not getting in. Girl: Hey stupid steroid-face! Eight dollars? I'm not gonna pay your dumb little cover charge I'm with the DJ I'm with the DJ I'm with the DJ, okay? My baby's spinnin', it's a packed dance floor My heart is pumpin', cryin' out for more The beat is heavy, any boy could be mine So come on over, I'm the DJ's girl Ooh, I'm the DJ's girl Ooh, I'm the DJ's girl Bouncer: All right everybody, one solid line I need eight dollars and a picture ID or else you're not getting in. Girl: Excuse me Excuse me, Mr. Bouncer Bouncer: Heh, why don't you go home you little groupie? You're wastin' my time. Girl: Excuse me Excuse me, Mr. Bouncer Bouncer: I need eight bucks and a picture ID Girl: Look, if you value your stupid little job You better get outta my way 'Cause I'm with the DJ What? Oh my God, I'm so sure like in a million years You are so dead Like, why do you think I have these records? Do you think I dress like this for fun? Excuse me, like were you not listening to me, or what? This is way out of hand, like I'm so sure What do you mean? Check the guest list again, Mr. Bouncer-head muscle-man I'm with the DJ I'm with the DJ, okay? My baby's spinnin', it's a packed dance floor My heart is pumpin', cryin' out for more The beat is heavy, any boy could be mine So come on over, I'm the DJ's girl My baby's spinnin', it's a packed dance floor My heart is pumpin', cryin' out for more The beat is heavy, any boy could be mine So move on over, I'm the DJ's girl So move on over, I'm the DJ's girl