Dancing Queen
MAMA MIA ... c'était ... comment dire ... beaucoup de souvenirs ...
Alors à ma bande de copines, aux reines de la piste, aux croqueuses, à nos verres de gin tonic, nos talons hauts, trop hauts pour nous ... nos mini jupes, trop minis, nos fous rires, nos pleurs, nos rêves (ce soir c'est sûr je ne rentre pas alone) nos désillusions (allez ... au revoir) à l'amitié qui dure toujours
A NOS 17 ANS LES FILLES
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the Dancing Queen
Friday night and the lights are low
Looking out for the place to go
Where they play the right music, getting in the swing
You come in to look for a king
Anybody could be that guy
Night is young and the music's high
With a bit of rock music, everything is fine
You're in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance...
You are the Dancing Queen, young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing Queen, feel the beat from the tambourine
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the Dancing Queen
You're a teaser, you turn 'em on
Leave them burning and then you're gone
Looking out for another, anyone will do
You're in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance...
You are the Dancing Queen, young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing Queen, feel the beat from the tambourine
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the Dancing Queen
Dig in the Dancing Queen
Dig in the Dancing Queen
Dig in the Dancing Queen