You can reach, but you can't grab itYou can't hold it, control itYou can't bag it
You can push, but you can't direct itCirculate, regulate, oh noYou cannot connect it
You know you're chewing bubble gumYou know what that is but you still want someYou just can't get enough of that lovey-dovey stuff
You get confused, but you know itYeah, you hurt for it, work for it, loveYou don't always show it
Let go, let's go, discothèqueGo, go, let go, discothèque
Looking for the oneBut you know you're somewhere else instead.You want to be the songThe song that you hear in your headLove, love, love, love
It's not a trick'Cause you can't learn itIt's the way that you don't pay that's okay'Cause you can't earn it
You know you're chewing bubble gumYou know what that isBut you still want someYou just can't get enough of that lovey-dovey stuff
Let go, let's go, discothèqueGo, go, go, go, discothèque
Looking for the oneBut you know you're somewhere else insteadYou want to be the songThe song that you hear in your headLove, love, love
But you take what you can get'Cause it's all that you can findOh you know there's something moreBut tonight, tonight, tonightBoom cha, boom cha, discothèque