We’ve come too far to give up who we are
So let’s raise the bar and our cups to the stars
We’re up all night to get lucky
We’re up all night to get lucky …
We’re up all night to get
Ain’t no time for talking
Show me what you got
We’re gonna get this bed rocking
And it ain’t gonna stop
Roll your body like you do
Don’t be afraid to move it
You got everything I like so
Sittin’ here resting my bones
And this loneliness won’t leave me alone,
Two thousand miles I roam
Just to make this dock my home,
DJ already at work, disco light-show already spinnin’ round, hotel TV already showing the ballroom (Channel 75 you guys who are here) ….
Of course the ballroom is totally EMPTY –
It will be jam-packed soon because in one half hour Jordan and Tatiana, and Chuck Brown hip hop!
Russians are here (poor Russians. Putin.)! Louis is here. Brad is here. Registration tables set up. Vendors setting up.
All-night dancing starts in one hour and is gonna rock our socks.
Here we goooo!