Letra de ' To the track ' de William Hung

Clap your hands everybody
Everybody close your hands oh!
Clap your hands everybody
Everybody clap your hands oh!
Ok! Let's go

To the track, To the check in track
To the track, To the check in track
To the track, To the check in track
To the track, To the check in track

The sweat dripping from my hot chest
I defiantly can't stop now
Until I get to the best stage
The sweat dripping from my hot chest
The dream I'm dreaming holds a place in my mind
My own talents, no one will be able to follow
If they copy my moves, they're trying to steal them
Weak son! (real weak son, baby!)

The hands that flow like waves
Everyone raise your hands into the air
Ok, verse 2 coming soon!

To the track, To the check in track
To the track, To the check in track
To the track, To the check in track
To the track, To the check in track

Boys, stop right there for a second
Freeze, look up to my stage
Don't wish for me to stop
My mind is drunk from the music (Popping! Popping!)

You, with the best feelings, beers to you
You can only rise with the best feelings
There isn't anything I'm expecting, follow the beat, ok let's go
For me, this place is shocking
All these funky people are checking in my stage
Follow me, all your worries, drop it like it's hot
Hey! Everybody, drop it like it's hot!
You, with the best feelings, beers to you

To the track, To the check in track
To the track, To the check in track
To the track, To the check in track
To the track, To the check in track

Sweat drips down once more
Chest is hot filled with passion
Press the feelings that kept me from happiness
Everybody don't sit down, everybody part up
Step to the rhythm, until the end
I'm regretting, but I get on the small stage
It's a bit tough (easy does it)
There isn't anything impossible (give it a try)

To the track -

To the track, To the check in track
To the track, To the check in track
To the track, To the check in track
To the track, To the check in track