Don't Touch The Fader

Yeah Come On Men. Don’t Touch the fader Nobody said this club was closing Too many hipsters on the dance floor boking Too many blue jeans standing on the outside rain Let ‘m in, Let ‘m in Watch me, now watch my body twisting Forget yourself nobody’s watching (yeah) And let the heavy rhythm catch your life, help you swing Chorus (2x) (Don’t touch the fader) Don’t touch the fader, DJ. Don’t touch the fader. Don’t stop the beat, keep on the accelerator Keep it up, keep it up, keep it up for me. Yeah The fashionista's in their tight wash The poppers poppin' in their neon's Too many people saw their record blow the outside rain The speaker's speaking to nobody, the rhythm sneaking up and through me. We got a lot of getting down to, until you are with me Chorus (2x) Keep it up, getting down (Don’t) Keep it up, getting down (Don’t) Don’t touch the fader. Chorus 3x Don’t touch the fader