Modern Talking - Space Mix '98 lyrics

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Modern Talking - Space Mix '98 lyrics

Roger, roger. Calling, calling, roger, roger, can you read me? 78-78-9, 78-78-9, do you read me? Roger, major! This is Modern Talking spaceship 1998 We need authorization to land Major, major? Landing co-ordinations We are now ten seconds from countdown (touchdown?) Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one Engage the blast off (engage for landing) Keepin' the chance of rain calling cloudy skies But we're gonna see if we can make the sun shine anyway Right here on a station that pays If you want the hits, the whole hits And nothing but the hits... on your FM dial, keep it right here, baby Modern Talking! 'Cheri Cheri Lady'! And it goes down like that Come on! The lady of my life is out And when you feel the real deal Giving you nothing but s**-appeal You steal my mind, I love the way you do me Break it down to the sound of 'Brother Louie' Brother Louie! Check it out, check it out, here we go, let me say it Tax on wax make the brothers wanna play it To the front, to the front, to the back, to the back To the hip,to the hop,to the rhyme,to the rap Every single line on thumb you admire Stays in your brain like earth, wind and fire I take you higher, fairly you desire I'm not a liar, I roll like a tyre! Watch yourself five thirty in the morning Get out of bed and then I join in Straight to the bathroom to wash my face Into my surprise there's no toothpaste Move in the air with the sounds that you like to hear Modern Talking back for 1998! We're doin' it live on your 98.7 station Pump up the sound, pump up the ba** In your face, as we move the whole place Pump up the sound, pump up the ba** In your face, as we move the whole place Modern Talking's in the house. Modern Talking's in the house. Modern Talking's in the house Everybody, wave your hands in the air, come on! Here we go, y'all! Everybody in the whole house I wanna see your hands in the air Wave 'em like you just don't care! Well, a-hip, a-hop, a-hippi to the hippi The hip hip the hop and you don't stop And rock you to the bang-bang-boogie Say up join the boogie to the rythm of the boogie the beat Now what you hear is a modern sound, and we're rockin' to the beat Now all you gotta do is pump the sound, and move your funky feet! Jam it on the station that plays! You know how it goes Baby, the all day, everyday We're jammin' it live right here in the studio with Modern Talking '98 remix, "You're My Heart, You're My Soul" and all of that Baby, and much much more on your FM dial Kick it! This is XL Singleton signing off Saying thank you to all 'n' yours 'n' yours 'n' yours For tuning into the Modern Talking talk hour Yes! Keeping it real for 1998, and so on 98.7 on your FM dial, baby, you're my heart