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Hey Mr. DJ
Put a record on
I wanna dance with my baby
Do you like to?
Boogie-woogie, do you like to?
Boogie-woogie, do you like to?
Boogie-woogie, do you like my acid rock?
Hey Mr. DJ
Put a record on
I wanna dance with my baby
And when the music starts
I never want to stop
It's gonna drive me crazy
Music, music, music, music
Music, music, music, music, music
Music makes the people come together
Music, mix the bourgeoisie and the rebel
Don't think of yesterday
And I don't look at the clock
I like to boogie-woogie (uh, uh)
It's like riding on the wind
And it never goes away
Touches everything I'm in
Got to have it everyday
Music makes the people come together, yeah
Music, mix the bourgeoisie and the rebel
Hey Mr. DJ
Hey Mister DJ
Put a record on
I wanna dance with my baby
And when the music starts
I never wanna stop
It's gonna drive me crazy (uh, uh, uh)
Music (music) makes the people (makes the people)
Come together, yeah
Music (music) mix the bourgeoisie (mix the bourgeoisie)
And the rebel
Do you like to?
Boogie-woogie, do you like to?
Boogie-woogie, do you like to?
Boogie-woogie, do you like my acid rock?
Do you like to?
Boogie-woogie, do you like to?
Boogie-woogie, do you like to?
Boogie-woogie, do you like my acid rock?
Put a record on
I wanna dance with my baby
Do you like to?
Boogie-woogie, do you like to?
Boogie-woogie, do you like to?
Boogie-woogie, do you like my acid rock?
Hey Mr. DJ
Put a record on
I wanna dance with my baby
And when the music starts
I never want to stop
It's gonna drive me crazy
Music, music, music, music
Music, music, music, music, music
Music makes the people come together
Music, mix the bourgeoisie and the rebel
Don't think of yesterday
And I don't look at the clock
I like to boogie-woogie (uh, uh)
It's like riding on the wind
And it never goes away
Touches everything I'm in
Got to have it everyday
Music makes the people come together, yeah
Music, mix the bourgeoisie and the rebel
Hey Mr. DJ
Hey Mister DJ
Put a record on
I wanna dance with my baby
And when the music starts
I never wanna stop
It's gonna drive me crazy (uh, uh, uh)
Music (music) makes the people (makes the people)
Come together, yeah
Music (music) mix the bourgeoisie (mix the bourgeoisie)
And the rebel
Do you like to?
Boogie-woogie, do you like to?
Boogie-woogie, do you like to?
Boogie-woogie, do you like my acid rock?
Do you like to?
Boogie-woogie, do you like to?
Boogie-woogie, do you like to?
Boogie-woogie, do you like my acid rock?
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This Beautiful Song named Music is about the life and art of Madonna Louise Ciccone-an artist so brilliant that she Lives to Tell, Takes a Bow, wishes on her Lucky Star and is a Ray of Light. More often than not, Lady Madonna is her own Masterpiece. When she cries out in her pleading Detroit Evita Voice "Music makes the people come together!"-it's a simple and indelible Statement of Truth, Dare and Fact! Music is about her life. Madonna will not have it ay other way. Best #1 hit of 21st century. Music is a song that is Madonna's achiement in her life. That is a solemn vow that Madonna will always keep. Music-an art form. Madonna-a treasure!