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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
David Guetta
David Guetta
Programmation
will.i.am
will.i.am
Chant
Pierre-Luc Rioux
Pierre-Luc Rioux
Guitare
Candice Boyd
Candice Boyd
Chœurs
Kevin Hissink
Kevin Hissink
Guitare
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
David Guetta
David Guetta
Paroles/Composition
Frederic Jean Riesterer
Frederic Jean Riesterer
Paroles/Composition
Giorgio Tuinfort
Giorgio Tuinfort
Paroles/Composition
Pierre-Luc Rioux
Pierre-Luc Rioux
Paroles/Composition
William Adams
William Adams
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
David Guetta
David Guetta
Production
Frederic Jean Riesterer
Frederic Jean Riesterer
Production
Giorgio Tuinfort
Giorgio Tuinfort
Production
David Hachour
David Hachour
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Florent Sabaton
Florent Sabaton
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

[Verse 1]
Watching the world
Watching them all go insane
Look at em all
Look at em do evil things
[Verse 2]
So I go out and dance
Party my problems away
Look at me now (look at me now)
Look at me dancing again
[Verse 3]
In a club, nothing really matters
In a club, nothing really matters
In a club, nothing really matters
In a club, nothing really matters
Drop the beat
In a club
[Verse 4]
I rock club life, come out at night
Shot til daylight, hot models my type
Let's go, take flight, explode, dynamite
Disco black light
[Verse 5]
In a club
[Verse 6]
Party people rocking hardcore in a club
DJ rock the fucking dance floor in a club
Hot mamas dancing, oh Lord, in a club
I just came to rock on out, to escape from the world
[Verse 7]
Watching the world (Watching the world)
Watching them all go insane
Look at 'em all (Look at 'em all)
Look at 'em do evil things
[Verse 8]
So I go out and dance
Party my problems away
Look at me now (Look at me now)
Look at me dancing again
[Verse 9]
In a club, nothing really matters
In a club, nothing really matters
In a club, nothing really matters
In a club, nothing really matters
Drop the beat
In a club
[Verse 10]
Feeling like a star when I walk in the house
DJ spun that record and he burned down the house
Just like MC Hammer I'ma turn the mother out
I'ma rock the dance floor, uh, check me out
I came here with my people, we gon' fuck up the place
I was stressed out, so I had to get away
The world is going mad, I think they going crazy
So I just gotta break on out
[Verse 11]
In a club, nothing really matters
In a club, nothing really matters
In a club, nothing really matters
In a club, nothing really matters
Drop the beat
Drop the beat
Drop the beat
Drop the beat
Written by: David Guetta, Frederic Jean Riesterer, Giorgio Tuinfort, Pierre-Luc Rioux, will.i.am
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