| 作词 : McElhane, Spiteri | |
| Written:Mcelhone/Spiteri/Rae/Christian | |
| Move in, watch me move in | |
| Invite me to a party | |
| Hang some colour on the walls | |
| It makes me feel like eighteen | |
| I'm gonna change things for us all | |
| Sooner or later the music goes | |
| I see a trace of sweat on your face | |
| refrain I | |
| Move in, move in | |
| Remember now the times we had | |
| Move in, watch me move in | |
| Remember now the times we had | |
| Our world's turned round but that's okay | |
| Yet, things still look the same | |
| People dancing so much | |
| Keep it pushing come what may | |
| Sooner or later the music goes | |
| I see a trace of sweat on your face | |
| refrain | |
| I see the lights are low now | |
| But still the faces glow | |
| A year that's full of zeros | |
| Yet who knows what that holds | |
| Sooner or later the music goes | |
| I see a trace of sweat on your face | |
| refrain | |
| Lead on | |
| Oh the music goes | |
| And I feel it pushing on, baby | |
| I feel it's pushing | |
| Push against me | |
| Please, stop | |
| I feel the music | |
| Inside me |
| zuo ci : McElhane, Spiteri | |
| Written: Mcelhone Spiteri Rae Christian | |
| Move in, watch me move in | |
| Invite me to a party | |
| Hang some colour on the walls | |
| It makes me feel like eighteen | |
| I' m gonna change things for us all | |
| Sooner or later the music goes | |
| I see a trace of sweat on your face | |
| refrain I | |
| Move in, move in | |
| Remember now the times we had | |
| Move in, watch me move in | |
| Remember now the times we had | |
| Our world' s turned round but that' s okay | |
| Yet, things still look the same | |
| People dancing so much | |
| Keep it pushing come what may | |
| Sooner or later the music goes | |
| I see a trace of sweat on your face | |
| refrain | |
| I see the lights are low now | |
| But still the faces glow | |
| A year that' s full of zeros | |
| Yet who knows what that holds | |
| Sooner or later the music goes | |
| I see a trace of sweat on your face | |
| refrain | |
| Lead on | |
| Oh the music goes | |
| And I feel it pushing on, baby | |
| I feel it' s pushing | |
| Push against me | |
| Please, stop | |
| I feel the music | |
| Inside me |
| zuò cí : McElhane, Spiteri | |
| Written: Mcelhone Spiteri Rae Christian | |
| Move in, watch me move in | |
| Invite me to a party | |
| Hang some colour on the walls | |
| It makes me feel like eighteen | |
| I' m gonna change things for us all | |
| Sooner or later the music goes | |
| I see a trace of sweat on your face | |
| refrain I | |
| Move in, move in | |
| Remember now the times we had | |
| Move in, watch me move in | |
| Remember now the times we had | |
| Our world' s turned round but that' s okay | |
| Yet, things still look the same | |
| People dancing so much | |
| Keep it pushing come what may | |
| Sooner or later the music goes | |
| I see a trace of sweat on your face | |
| refrain | |
| I see the lights are low now | |
| But still the faces glow | |
| A year that' s full of zeros | |
| Yet who knows what that holds | |
| Sooner or later the music goes | |
| I see a trace of sweat on your face | |
| refrain | |
| Lead on | |
| Oh the music goes | |
| And I feel it pushing on, baby | |
| I feel it' s pushing | |
| Push against me | |
| Please, stop | |
| I feel the music | |
| Inside me |