DJ don't you play nothing slow Keep those girls out on the floor Gotta make them want to come back for more. Been here since the sun went down, Be here when it comes back around Worked all week it's time to play Gonna get a little bit sideways And it's

Meet me tonight in Atlantic City But maybe everything that dies someday comes back And meet me tonight in Atlantic City Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night Now they blew up his house too Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready For

And it all comes down to you You see your gypsy She was just a wish So I'm back to the velvet underground Back to the floor that I love To a room with some lace and paper flowers Back to the gypsy that I was To the gypsy that I was Well, you know that it

And it all comes down to you You see your gypsy She was just a wish So I'm back to the velvet underground Back to the floor that I love To a room with some lace and paper flowers Back to the gypsy that I was To the gypsy that I was Well, you know that it

Panama, Panama Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue Don't you know she's coming home with me? I'll get her! Jump back, what's that sound Here she comes, full blast and top down Model citizen zero discipline You'l lose her in the turn Ain't nothin' like it,

What goes up, must come down) (What goes around, comes around Now who's cryin', desirin' to come back to me Don't play with me, don't play with me, 'cause I remember when I was sittin' home alone Waiting for you 'til three o'clock in the morn' Weren't

Hallelujah, good to see ya Ain't no sting like a king bee shakedown Everybody digs when the boogie comes back around And the chill drunk buzzin' all night long There's a jingle in your pocket with a jangle in your hand Do you want your own money or your

Panama, Panama Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue Don't you know she's coming home with me? I'll get her! Jump back, what's that sound Here she comes, full blast and top down Model citizen zero discipline You'l lose her in the turn Ain't nothin' like it,

On the ground Floats away He comes back down She comes back down They come back down

You come in every shade of blue Mm, part time love I'm always running back to you Oh, part time love Put down your megaphone, my dear 10-4, we hear you loud and clear Mr. Daniels makes you so sincere When the morning comes, you forget why we are here