Discotheque (Boom Cha) (Boom Cha) Discotheque (I can't get, I can't, not enough) You know you're chewing bubblegum You know what that is But you still want some You just can't get enough Of that lovie dovie stuff

This seven-forty-seven can't go fast enough, fast enough Every minute is wasted time She gets a little bit closer to saying goodbye I'm looking out from my window seat Halfway back, aisle twenty three Man I wish that I could fly this thing I could hear

Drinkin' too much, drinkin' too much Since you been gone, I can't get gone enough I'm gonna drink it all 'til you're not around I'm on top of the world, I'm going down Oh, I drink and take a sip of it Feelin' like a hypocrite Go for more and I don't give

Too much is never enough I don't need my love You can take it, you can take it, take it I don't need my heart You can break it, you can break it, break it I just can't get too much of you, baby It's never, it's never enough, never enough It's never

Baby run, cut a path across the blue skies Straight in a straight line You can't get here fast enough Find a truck and fire it up Lean on the gas and off the clutch Leave Dallas in the dust I need you in a rush So baby run

Anyone, anyone, anyone Like I know, like I know what you want You can't get enough Make a true believer of I can call you up If I feel low I can feed your dirty mind 'Til I can sell you lies Faster, faster, you won't go far

Singin' hi, singin' hi, Ev'ry day I'm gonna strut that stuff. When the music's loud I can't get enough. Come on feet, teach yourself to move. People shuff'lin' up and down again. Unhappy faces ain't gonna get you in. Come on people, teach yourself to

My baby's everything I love Can't get my fill, I can't get enough My baby's like a honky tonk Open all night, make you feel right Gets me going, got me buzzing like a neon light Knock you out like a punch in a barroom fight My baby's like a smooth shot

Flying so high, hands in the sky, screaming like Oh oh oh oh Feeling butterflies starting to rise, sounding like Yeah, I remember that one puff Had me feeling I can't be touched It was crazy, couldn't get enough But I remember that one puff (Got me

Oh, I don't wanna share you with nothing else I gotta have you to myself I just can't get you close enough, no Yeah, if I were the moon I could catch your eye I'm jealous of the moon If I were the wind I would make you fly I'm jealous of that too, yeah