She’s in, the club  
She’s spinning records every day and night  
At night, she doesn’t get sleep at all  
at all, as long as the booth doesn’t fall
 
No friends, no one  
talks to her there anymore  
Just cause she plays  
dance music all day long
 
Long day, the music doesn’t  
stop her from playing  
she keeps on saying  
screaming, party
 
…
 
She’s back, at home  
She’s working on her next big great song  
As long, as no one suddenly tries to call  
Oh no, I think there’s someone on the phone
 
“It’s me, your friend, I  
wonder how has been all these years”  
“Not much I’ve been working on music forever,  
However, I’ll stop, So I can play that at the club!”