Ref:
The club is packed like the Marakana
we're singing an old song
do your ears also
hear this storm
The club is packed like the Marakana
I'm jumping without a parachute
and I don't know where I am anymore
but all I do know, is that I'm without you
Look at the morning news
tomorrow when you wake up
they'll tell you; I'm leaving you
And listen to the weather forecast
my unfaithfull lover
they're saying your sky will be cloudy
Queens of the night, where are you
are you wandering the city
take me to all the good
spots imediately
so I can stay there untill the morning
Ref.
Don't write and don't call me
don't you read the papers
I've changed my number because of you
I'm relevant again
I feel free
because this is my life
Queens of the night, where are you
are you wandering the city
take me to all the good
spots imediately
so I can stay there untill the morning
Ref.