You're crazy, I fear no one, I'll take you all on here, one by one

At the beginning of the 80s, I remember the parties
Where the atmosphere was hot and the guys were coming in
Stan Smiths on their feet, a cold look
They were scanning the room with the three-quarter leather rolled around the arm
Ray-Ban on the head, Tacchini tracksuit
For the classiest, Nebuloni loafers
As soon as they played Cameo, Midnight Star
SOS Band, Delegation or Shalamar
Everyone got up, circles were forming
Dance contests were improvised everywhere
I propose a journey back in time, via planet Marseille
I dance the MIA

Hey DJ, play some funk for me, so I can dance the MIA
I dance the MIA
I turned up the Pioneer to dance the MIA
I dance the MIA
Tonight the rings will shine to dance the MIA
I dance the MIA
Hey DJ, play some funk for me, so I can dance the MIA

I dance the MIA until the party wobbles
A fight in the back and everyone scatters
We complained that it was crap, that it sucked
The next Saturday we came back because we were so bored
I still hear the girls' laughter
Who watched the ballet of Renault 12s in the parking lot
Inside, for them it was less rosy
"Oh cousin, you dance or I explode you?"
That's how everything got worse in a quarter of an hour
The brother replied "oh, how do you talk to my sister?"
Come with me, let's get out of here
Head to head, I'm going to smoke you behind the cypresses
And everything was settled or settled by dancing
One said "son, you have no chance"
Hey girls, my shoes shine, hop a turn, I spin
I ruin you, you get dressed and I dance the MIA
Like the cars it was the challenge
KUX 73, JM 120, my little one
From the big thug to the biggest wimp
Hand on the steering wheel with the carpet
Pioneer sun visor on the rear windshield
Dede and Valerie written in big, on my father
The good old days when we took out the 12 on magic touch
We stuck the red band to the Starsky and Hutch
I had a long neck, so did Eric
Malek coco the Marley cut, Pascal was rasta
Afros on Francois and Joe, already at the dance
Next to them no one touched a ball
We danced the MIA

Hey DJ, play some funk for me, so I can dance the MIA
I dance the MIA
I turned up the Pioneer to dance the MIA
I dance the MIA
Tonight the rings will shine to dance the MIA
I dance the MIA
Hey DJ, play some funk for me, so I can dance the MIA

Live on Radio Chacal, in live duplex
With the Starflash Laserlight Action Club
It's, right now, three, two, one, DJ

Thank you all for being with us again tonight
At the New Starflash Laserlight Action Club
We are together tonight for a night of musical happiness
With a big dance contest
Many great gifts for the lucky winners
There will be Marlboro T-shirts, Pioneer stickers
JB underwear and plush toys
At the technique it's Michel, the light jockey it's Momo
We get on the tables, we raise our arms high
Come on, let's go

I dance the MIA
In French, we say "dance"
I dance the MIA
In French, we say "dance"

I dance the MIA, no cheap stuff
Open shirt, gold chain that shines
Slow gestures, they took their time to chain
The passes they had elaborated in their neighborhood
It was really too beautiful
A confident guy, everyone shouted "ah yes, kid"
The dance floor was on fire and all eyes converged
Differences faded and laughter burst out
Many said that our parties were wild
And that you had to come back with a bat or an axe
Nonsense, these were the rumors of the jealous
And whatever they say, we had a lot of fun
Today, still, you can hear girls say
"Haya, IAM, they dance the MIA"

Hey DJ, play some funk for me, so I can dance the MIA
I dance the MIA
I turned up the Pioneer to dance the MIA
I dance the MIA
Tonight the rings will shine to dance the MIA
I dance the MIA
Hey DJ, play some funk for me, so I can dance the MIA

I dance the MIA

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