Nine bloody dreamers on the dancefloor Nine bloody dreamers And now I can see you And now I got nine bloody dreamers on the dancefloor I’ll grab a pen and a pad baby now let’s go I got a lot to love I got a lot to lose At this point in my life I’d rather

(Now) ('Cause) (Oh, oh) I'm flat on the floor with my head down low Where the sky can't rain on me anymore Don't knock on my door 'cause I won't come I'm hidin' from the storm 'til the damage gets (done) (Ooh, ah yeah) (Don't knock on my door) Baby,

Until it disappeared And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust I held on as tightly as you held onto me There is a house built out of stone Wooden floors, walls and window sills

Get high, hit the floor before you go. Matador, estocada, you’re my blood sport. Forty-eight thousand seats bleats and roars for my memories of you, Something good, oh something good tonight will make me forget about you for now. But something good

Ay ay ay, aye Just can't stop dancing So don't let go, let go of me Don't let go, let go of me I just can't stop dancing Don't wanna jinx it Spin around now Down now, to the floor now

Oehohohoh oooohh Ashes, ashes All the ashes of our days are ether and wood I don't live anymore I don't live here anymore I don't live there anymore Fell asleep on the hardwood floor 3 o'clock in the afternoon I awoke to a pale blue sky

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah turn on the lights, getting ready for the night Nobody's romancing, 'cause it's too early for dancing But here comes the music With the rest of the clowns Sweepin' the floors, open up the doors Bright light's flashing They cover up

Anyway they don't know you like I do They'll never know you You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things Baby don't worry about it All of the time Lady we'll go out to the floor You worry bout the wrong thing, the wrong thing Why are you so paranoid

You said it was over But your clothes say different on my bedroom floor But your clothes say different on my bedroom floor, yeah You be saying real, real nice, real nice things When I'm touching you You be getting real, real, real, real, real jealous

I wanna stay up all night Like this, all night, hey Up all night (Up up all night) Katy Perry’s on replay She's on replay DJ got the floor to shake, the floor to shake And jump around until we see the sun Hold on to the feeling