Текст песни Travolta (Salim Nourallah) с переводом

With your golf pants on

And your yellow tie

Dressed to the nines

You’re pointing at the sky

But then the doubt kicks in

You feel sick inside

Your stomach’s heading south

You wanna have a cry

At the realization that you don’t know what you’re doing

Yeah, the realization that you don’t know what you’re doing

On the dance floor now

The beat commands your hips

Some young ones at the bar

Press cocktails to their lips

You got a white suit on

Just like Travolta did

The only thing gone wrong

Is you’re frozen stiff

By the realization that you don’t know what you’re doing

Yeah, the realization that you don’t know what you’re doing

You hear the chapel bells

She’s moving up the aisle

Your friends and loved ones stare

You fake a plastic smile

You try to say «I do»

But you can’t speak a word

A riot in your heart

Panic in the church

With the realization that you don’t know what you’re doing

Yeah, the realization is you don’t know what you’re doing

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