Текст песни
I am tired of the working day
I need a ticket just to fly away
No more drama, no more telephone
I don't wanna spend the night alone
Put on the jacket and the sunglasses
We are the leaders of the dancing classes
The dj playing something from the past
Let's make this magic moment last
I want pro-sec-co
I want a dis-co
Let's go to San Fran-cis-co
Or Puer-to Ri-co
I want pro-sec-co
I want a dis-co
Don't be a psy-cho
Just let the beat Go
(Na-na-na-na-na-na!)
Ciao bella, tell me what you need
We are moving at the light speed
Forget the money and forget the rent
This is the message that I sent
I see the neon flashing in your eyes
We are living in a paradise
One hand is up, one hand is on the glass
Watching the boring people pass
I want pro-sec-co
I want a dis-co
Let's go to San Fran-cis-co
Or Puer-to Ri-co
I want pro-sec-co
I want a dis-co
Don't be a psy-cho
Just let the beat Go
(Na-na-na-na-na-na!)
Ciao!
Prosecco!
