Ladies and gentlemen... Matt Pokora
Showbiz
Three... Two... One...
SMS on my phone (they challenge me on the sound)
I feel the pressure building inside me (up... non stop... they give each other)
If you want to follow me then put your hands up if we're not going to make a boul up
More fierce than the wild beasts that survived in the wolf pack
Look like tomboys
They come to clash with us
Moving on the dance floor
Who are inflamed starve us
Battle between two misses
They know well that they overexcite us
They still give until the end
On this limitless beat...< br/>Showbiz...
Touch down on our base the response slams, get back to the show
The impact of our sentences brings everything back to level
And it's non-stop let them start dancing to Artop
They are still testing us on improv without being able to follow the flow
Oh hey, hey it's Matt Pokora on the dancefloor {x4}
You can't clash with me
You can't test me
I'm not going to clash with anything
You can't resist
The urge to hug me
Stay nice baby

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