I've seen you before, with 4 on the floor, you're dancing like you've danced before, with the lights above, and 4 on the floor, the beating of your heart beats more.

I hear your songs with 4 on the floor, it's easy sampling drum beats more
With the ground alive, and 4 on the floor, the DJ spinning songs that old.


How the times have changed, less guitar and the band can't play. Just a bunch of files 
synthesize, and the music fades...

 I remember when with 4 on the floor, you're shaking everyone adores. All young and free with 4 on the floor, you're dancing 'til your body bleeds

Now we're in a daze, all the music, all the volume raised, keeping with the times, 
'til your body breaks and your wondering why

How the times have changed, less guitar, and the band can't play. Just a bunch of files 
 synthesize the rest, and the music dies...

Four on the floor (repeat)