Village People - Y.M.C.A.
Tekst en muziek: Jacques Morali, Henri Belolo en Victor Willis
(1978)






Young man, there’s no need to feel down
I said, young man, pick yourself off the ground
I said, young man, ’cause you’re in a new town
There’s no need to be unhappy



Young man, there’s a place you can go
I said, young man, when you’re short on your dough
You can stay there and I’m sure you will find
Many ways to have a good time



It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
They have everything for young men to enjoy
You can hang out with all the boys



It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
You can get yourself clean, you can have a good meal
You can do what about you feel



Young man, are you listening to me
I said, young man, what do you want to be
I said, young man, you can make real your dreams
But you’ve got to know this one thing



No man does it all by himself
I said, young man, put your pride on the shelf
And just go there to the Y.M.C.A.
I’m sure they can help you today



It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
They have everything for young men to enjoy
You can hang out with all the boys



It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
You can get yourself clean, you can have a good meal
You can do whatever you feel



Young man, I was once in your shoes
I said, I was down and out with the blues
I felt, no man cared if I were alive
I felt the whole world was so tight



That’s when someone came up to me
And said, young man, take a walk up the street
It’s a place there called the Y.M.C.A.
They can start you back on your way



It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
They have everything for young men to enjoy
You can hang out with all the boys



Y.M.C.A.
It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
Young man, young man, there’s no need to feel down
Young man, young man, pick yourself off the ground



Y.M.C.A.
It’s fun to stay at the Y.M.C.A.
Young man, young man, are you listening to me
Young man, young man, what do you wanna be



Y.M.C.A.
You’ll find it at the Y.M.C.A.
No man, young man, does it all by himself
Young man, young man, put your pride on the shelf



Y.M.C.A.
Than just go to the Y.M.C.A.
Young man, young man, I was once in your shoes
Young man, young man, I was down with the blues



Y.M.C.A.









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