Spotlight

So, may I have your attention
Look in my direction
Here you'll see the sun never sets
No, we don't have to worry
Never in a hurry
One by one the stars go to bed

And I step into the spotlight again

Chorus:
Get it all myself, I've got to be
With lots of shinin' down on me
Wanna feel the song
So turn that walk into a run
Gonna bring the party with a gun
Sing out if you wanna have some fun
And into the spotlight we will go
Follow me coz' there'll be lights and show
Into the spotlight, you will see
It's the only place to be (cha,cha,cha)

Oh, the music's like a magnet
The best thing on the planet
It's pullin' us together again
So, let's coz' a commotion
Tell waves on the ocean
Wake the moon and grab your best friend

Let's step into the spotlight again

[Chorus]

(So wake up) if you're down-hearted
(Let the music) get us started
Gotta let it go once in a while
(Sing it out) there's nothing to win
(If we're stuck) we'll just redo it
Might as well have fun, have fun in this life

Get it all myself, I got to be
With lot's of shinin' down on me
Wanna feel the song
So turn that walk into a run
Gonna bring the party with a gun
Sing out if you wanna have some fun

[Chorus]

(yeah)
Into the spotlight, you will see
It's the only place for me

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