Disco Medley

    (I will Survive, Funky Town, Last Dance, The Hustle, On The Radio)

    (F. Perren, Dino Kekaris - S. Greenberg - P. Jabarra - V. McCoy- D. Summer, G. Moroder)


    How ya doin' Houston, Texas

    First I was afraid

    I was petrified

    Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side

    But then I spent so many nights just thinking how you did me wrong

    And I grew strong

    And I learned how to get along

    And now you're back from outer space

    Don't turn around,

    'cause you're not welcome anymore

    Weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye

    You think I'd crumble, you think I'd lay down and die

    No now go now go, walk out the door

    Don't turn around now 'cause you're not welcome anymore

    Weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye

    You think I'd crumble, you think I'd lay down die

    Oh no not I

    I will survive

    Ohh as long as I know how to love,

    I know I'll stay alive

    I've got all my life to live,

    I've got all my love to give

    I will survive, I will survive

    hey, hey

    (Todos de pie, vamonos, Todo el mundo, eso)

    Talk about it, talk about it,

    Talk about it, talk about it

    Talk about it, talk about it, talk about movin'

    Gotta move on

    Gotta move on

    Gotta move on

    Won't you take me to, Funky Town

    Won't you take me to, Funky Town

    Won't you take me to, Funky Town

    Won't you take me to, Funky Town

     

    (Let me hear you Houston, Texas, México)

    Last chance

    Last chance for love

    Yes, it's my last chance for romance tonight

    Whoo oohh, I need you by me, beside me, to guide me

    To hold me, to scold me

    'Cause when I'm bad, I'm so, so bad

    So let's dance the last dance

    So let's dance the last dance

    So let's dance the last dance tonight

    Last dance, last dance for love

    Yes, it's my last chance for romance tonight

    Whoo oohh, I need you by me, beside me, to guide me

    To hold me, to scold me

    'Cause when I'm bad, I'm so, so bad

    So let's dance the last dance

    So let's dance the last dance

    So let's dance the last dance tonight

    Do the Hustle!

    (Break it down, let me hear some gritos)

    Someone found the letter you wrote me on the radio

    And it said exactly how you felt

    It must've fallen out of the hole in your old brown overcoat

    It never said your name but I knew who they meant

    Whoa oh

    I was so surprised and shocked

    And I wondered too

    If by chance you heard it for yourself

    I never told a soul just how I've been feeling over you

    But they said it really loud

    They said it on the air

    On the radio

    whoa oh oh, on the radio

    On the radio

    whoa oh oh, on the radio

    On the radio

    whoa oh oh, on the radio

    On the radio