Paroles: Sugarcubes. Blue Eyed Pop.

This blue eyed pop, it's just fabulous
To go twisting, boogieing in beat with
The thousand pound, snare sound

After boogieing, we all crave for
A hot-dog spashed with noise, queue and spew
Then back home to our love nest

Need I say more, oh, this blue eyed pop
Is pure ecstasy

Something wonderful is about to happen
I feel perfectly ready, don't know yet what it is
But I'll look inside this disco, woah

This is too much fun
This is too much fun
This is too much fun
This is too much fun

Blue eyed pop, ecstasy
Blue eyed pop, ecstasy
Blue eyed pop, ecstasy

Blue eyed pop, ecstasy
Blue eyed pop, ecstasy
Blue eyed pop, ecstasy

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