Saturday evening around seven o'clock
I'm getting the jitters, it's starting to shake here
Then I have to go to some discotheque
I have to get out, I don't care which place
I get out of the bath, put on my clothes again
I stand in front of the mirror, I don't have to shave
I call my friends to go hang out
Saturday evening , I'm burning with desire again
Then I want to dance
Here I am again sweating under spotlights
Bass and drums in my stomach, until suddenly
A young lady comes sensually in front of me standing
I immediately know all my worries about the job
She says: "Hey Shaky" and continues to look at me sultrily
Oh, pretty girl I'll die for you
Say Young lady, would you like to go outside with you
Or would you rather stay on the dance floor with those louts
Then we'll dance,
Nice sultry dancing
Oooh she's back again, I dare almost impossible to watch
That sultry look, I could collapse at any moment
Hey young lady, I know what I've done
Or would you rather be on that dance floor with me

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