Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na
Turn the speakers up
And we empty those cases of booze
I wanna leave the club with broken legs
Be sure I'll stay beside you
Look, someone else wants to fight
Tonight I'll take back what they took from me, and they took plenty
To get back to when we felt better
To go back to the Seventies
On that moped and ride toward the beach
To sing 'Mamma Mia' by ABBA again
And fall asleep to the red dawn over the sea
I left her on the beach
With you, I know how it'll end
You take a flip-flop hit
With your butt you tap-dance
To get back to when we felt better
To go back to the Seventies
On that moped and ride toward the beach
To sing 'Mamma Mia' by ABBA again
And fall asleep to the red dawn over the sea
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na