Im home, lost my job, and incurably ill You think this is easy, realism Ive got a girl out there, I suppose I think shes dancing Feel like Dan Dare lies down I think shes dancing, what do I know? I am a D.J., I am what I play Cant turn around no, cant turn around, no, oh, ooh I am a D.J., I am what I play Cant turn around no, cant turn around, no, oh no I am a D.J., I am what I play I got believers kisskiss Believing me, oh One more, weekend, of lights and evening faces Fast food, living nostalgia Humble pie or bitter fruit I am a D.J., I am what I play Cant turn around no, cant turn around no, ooh I am a D.J., I am what I say Cant turn around no, cant turn around, ooh I am a D.J., I am what I play Ive got believers kisskiss Believing me I am a D.J., I am what I play Can turn around no, cant turn around I am a D.J., I am what I play Can turn around no, cant turn around I am a D.J., I am what I play Can turn around no kisskiss Time flies when youre having fun Break his heart, break her heart He used to be my boss and now he is a puppet dancer I am a D.J., and Ive got believers Ive got believers Ive got believers Ive got believers in me Ive got believers I am a D.J., I am what I play I am a D.J
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