Tracks
Dans Ma Zone
Artist(s): Andrea Damagnez
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Writer(s):
Scott Horton (BMI) 100%
Publisher(s):
Black Toast Music (BMI) 100%
Category:
Pop
Subcategories:
Dance, Female Vocal, French, Instrumental, Pop Rock
Keywords:
Animated, Bold, Bouncy, Bright, Bubbly, Carefree, Cheeky, City, Confident, Cute, Energetic, Fashion, Feel Good, Flirt, France, Friends, Fun, Glamour, Ladies, Lively, Loose, Paris, Party, Peppy, Playful, Positive, Quirky, Retro, Road Trip, Shopping, Teen, Travel, Upbeat, Vacation, Vibrant, Wild, Young
Instruments:
Bass, Claps, Drums, Horns, Piano, Tambourine, Trombone, Whistling
BPM:
160
Language:
French
Key:
Gm
Tempo:
Fast/Uptempo
Time Signature:
4/4
Lyrics:
Dans Ma Zone
Hey bébé tiens tu le chemin?
Dommage, parce que c'est moi qui paye
Hey chéri, c'est le train-train
Mais fais gaffe, s'il s'enraille
c'est le retour, du glamour des femmes
leurs beaux sacs, et leurs seins siliconés
et tous les mecs, vivent leurs vie peinards
leurs costards, et leurs femmes trophies
CHORUS
Du nord au sud
Ou que t'ailles, t'es dans ma zone
Fais le beau, la pavane
Faut pas dire que ça suffit
Faut pas dire que ça suffit
Tu crois tu peux acheter mon amour (oh non)
pas de promos, et aucun retour
Et toi mon ange, tout en haut des cieux (oh oui)
Tout d'un coup, tout ça devient trop chaud
Marche la tête haute
Te laisse pas emporter
Danse comme une étoile
Chante comme n'importe quoi
Moi je m'en moque, j'ai déjà fais ça avant
Ca avant (Yeah)
Je sais c'qui s'passe, parc'que j'fais pas tout comme un enfant
Comme un enfant
ENGLISH:
Hey!
Hey baby can you walk the walk? (oh no!) Too bad cause I'd be buyin'
Hey honey you can gawk, gawk (oh yeah!)
But I wouldn't blame you for tryin'
All the ladies bringing glamour back
With their fancy bags and their silicon racks
While all the guys keep living their lives
With their jet black suits and trophy wives
Uptown, downtown,
Every where's my stompin' grounds
Show it off, strut my stuff
Never say enough's enough
Never say enough's enough
Pretty little thing can you buy my love (oh no!)
It's on sale but there's no returnin'
Hey angel wings from the sky above (oh yeah!)
You're making thigs so hot their burning
Walk with your head up
Don't feel the pressure
Dance like you don't suck
Sing like whatever
I brush it off cause I've been down this road before
Road before yeah
I know what's up cause I don't do what I've been told before
Told before yeah
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